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Amber Beacon Tower

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“our island’s favorite ghost is a / tower by the sea. men are afraid of the / woman in white stalking the shores, / shells uncracked and gleaming under her feet”

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August

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“Clad in a green vest and khaki shorts, he unshells / boiled groundnuts, his girlfriend draped in an orange dera // yells politely to the helpers,”

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https://

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“until-the-storm-abated-and-you-navigated-your-cursory-ship.net / mickey-mouse-glove-or-arrow-shaped.gov / to-the-object.org”

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Science

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“the child, saying goodbye to his dying / grandfather, asks, but couldn’t there be a miracle?”

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Teleology

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“So alive in the / gathering dusk, I thought I could walk over the bones of the dead / and resurrect them.”