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We hold the slender threads we find, spin and triple-twine them –– mitten strings from the abandoned nurseries, tails of ditched kites, cement-stayed vines. We take comfort. We make comforters…

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Nature: When you cry at night along with the stereo speakers that make the hardwood tremble underfoot. When you drink so much you squint at the telephone. When the other…