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+---
+title: Stump
+genre: prose
+
+project:
+    title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
+    css: paul
+    order: 34
+    next:
+    - title: Early
+      link: early
+    - title: Swear
+      link: swear
+    previous:
+    - title: Joke
+      link: joke
+    - title: Stagnant
+      link: stagnant
+...
+
+He walked into the woods for the first time in months.  It was a bright summer
+day but under the canopy of leaves it was cool and quiet and twilight.  There
+was no sound but his footsteps, his breathing.  Instead of an axe, his right
+hand clutched his notebook.  His left was in his pocket.  A pencil perched
+behind his ear.
+
+He walked aimlessly until coming over a short rise he saw a stump.  He
+recognized his handiwork in the way the stump made a kind of chair back---flat
+until the axe had gone through far enough, then a frayed edge like a torn
+page.  Paul walked over to the stump and sat down.
+
+He looked up and tried to find a pattern in the placement of the trees.  There
+was none.  They grew randomly, beginning nowhere and ending in the same place.
+A squirrel ran down one and up another for no reason.  He opened his notebook
+and took his pencil from his ear but could think of nothing to write.
+
+A crow called hoarsely to another, something important.  Paul looked up but
+could not see the black bird in the leaves of the trees.  He looked back down
+to the cream-colored pages of his notebook.
+
+He was surprised that he'd written _YOU CANNOT DISCOVER ART_.