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I tried to draw a portal back. I reached for my chalk. chalkzone archive.org

My bedroom wall had a door. It wasn't there before. The doorknob was made of compressed chalk dust. I touched it. My fingerprint left a groove. chalkzone archive.org

I'm looking at a snapshot of this very page from 2004. I can see my own words before I type them.

I woke up at 3:00 AM to the sound of static. Not TV static. Chalk static. Like a thousand sticks of chalk scratching against a thousand slates all at once.

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