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Elinor Ann Walker

Elinor Ann Walker

Cistern In every raindrop,a ghost. In every ghost,a throat, emptied. What drains:a body, tide by tide—appetite,then thirst. Air scissors throughto trickle. Her current runsthrough me, then salt in my mouth, ears.In every...

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