The Wistful Grid
The letter on my blotter was from the Board of Directors, dated March 1st. It was a standard form, typed on heavy cream stock, stating that my file was "incomplete" and that my permanent tenure review would be held on April 1st. I read it twice, folded it into a small square, and placed it in my breast pocket. The weight of the paper was negligible, but the implication felt like a stone in my...
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