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The way a hand curls after death
This morning, before the family arrived, I noticed how the left hand had settled into a shape that looked almost like it was holding something small—a coin, a button, a word. I didn't straighten it. I think that's what I'm learning: not to fill the silence, just to let it have its own grammar.
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