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tinderchild the hind broke still air with felt abrasion, slap of leather, buckles leaving impression after impression on white young skin. every night, this devil stokes tinder with pitchfork, cow’s skin; hide somewhere cold where no sparks ignite, flash in dark room, where devils can’t see their tender meat. at. |
| © 2003 Pedro Trevino-Ramirez. All rights reserved. | |
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