Kate Wutz

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In my mind I imagine a gray wall rising above me, vast and featureless, so smooth it cheats all sense of perspective. I close my eyes and stand in front of it. I imagine it rising up and over, curling round to meet itself, so that I’m enclosed in a gray bubble the size of infinity. I’m alone. There is nothing here to harm me. Nothing can get through.
The Binding
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