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37 Lilith vs. the Movie Monsters After school, I assembled the plastic parts of the Wolfman, gave him a stand to anchor him outside of my dreams and painted his jacket and lips red, his teeth a thrill of white—clenched against my name. Next, I assembled myself from the dead each part with its own will, barely under my control. I grunted ones and zeros through the village and feared fire. In the poetry section of the public library, I found a cross—ornate and cheap—resting by the window with a few emaciated volumes. I slept with it clutched in my right hand, my arms crossed over my chest against the shadows in my bedroom, my long white neck exposed to his long sharp teeth while the cape descended over and over. ...

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