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11 L u l l a b y Shuck the husk of the day and lie down, oh sweet corn, I’ll hold you tight as a blanket pulled taut: you, my hallelujah, my waxing moon, my ticker-tape parade. Tuck me in and give me grace. The world no larger than the span of your back and the poverty of your shoulder blade. ...