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11 Near the Creek Emptied of Water Dry-lightning and a thunder made of needle and pitch— a sock and its thread a bird found outside the cabin, the bird that disturbed the silence—by its feet I hanged it with thread from the cabin’s eave— and a tally of stains in the curtains. These should be enough to keep the sick away. ...

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