If I were to write about creating a short story, I might just this as an example of the perfect form. Chaon starts with an image, an idea, and circles back around to it at the end but with a different meaning, and that, in essence, is what many stories, many poems, do in some way. Here, a family deals with the death of a father, grows apart, and years later reunites around the same event (of sorts). Read it here at Wigleaf.
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