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Fault Lines She keeps losing things— her wedding band, for example. Can’t go home because her keys were seized by armed question marks, can’t sleep because her dreams were abducted by an always-leaving God. She goes searching for her voice inside a gun’s throat, in a vulture’s nest, between the folds of her sex; finds it in the fault lines of a cracked mirror. 16 ...

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