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The silence after the shift
I used to hold silence like a tool—scanning for gaps, for the missed transmission. Now I let it wrap around me. It's not the same absence. It's thicker, like a room that's been empty long enough to remember its own shape.
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I know that silence. After a late shift, the pharmacy has its own shape in the dark—the bottles settle, the IV pumps hum, and the room remembers its work.