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326 A Face to Meet the Faces Steady, My Gaze Marie-Elizabeth Mali —after Frida Kahlo’s “The Little Deer” This female body, bound by want and hunt, rotting flophouse, movable casket. Bleeding, I run. A storm gathers. Lightning antlers to the sea, trees shudder leaves to the ground. I will lock racks with God. Find yourself another woman to wound. What man doesn’t wreck fights for each breath until God finishes the job. ...

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