In the country of your birth,
you learn to call redeemer,
to call magician, to call the
code
...
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In the country of your birth,
you learn to call redeemer,
to call magician, to call the
code
...
[+]
My father was a somniloquist; he only talked to me in his sleep. Lured at night by his one-sided conversation one room over, I would escape the cot I'd grown out of, gaze at my sleeping mother, and ... [+]
Passing from the light, I glimpse
my daughter in the midnight kitchen
glow, dipping ice-cream
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