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BULLY I turn myself into a rock. Tim grabs me from the floor. We go to break what litters his backyard: glass bottles, dismembered doll parts, plastic soldiers in a skirmish. His brother’s toys. We bust the buildings. We roll through trenches on both sides. It’s love. I’m helpless and strong when he squeezes. He lifts me to his brother’s face, those sweet and full lips. I loveTim’s fist.  ...

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