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The Pot
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e Pot The chair was a Windsor made of bent yew-wood with a hole cut in the seat and a tin bowl beneath, upon which the president sat to think and stare out the window at the stunted trunk of the Washington Monument and the barely finished dome of the capitol and the wide open spaces dotted with birds rising in stray diagonals in the green sky of this day in which he will not die or do much that is remembered. Pour indigo ink into a small jar. Write telegrams. Worry over shipping lanes and tariffs, the price of steel. For now he sits on the Windsor pot and thinks how soon the election will be lost and he will return to Illinois to be lynched or not when the war is over and the Confederacy elects Robert E. Lee their new president who will send him a telegram perhaps that says Abe, this is for the best. Lincoln sits and thinks, a rash charging across his arms and neck. 1 ...