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Corinne Herlihy
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“We did not build your boats (though we did leave a trial of kin to guide us home).”
— Apr 07, 2025 05:15PM
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Corinne Herlihy
is on page 247 of 376
the Colt .45–silent & heavy as an amputated hand
if an entry wound in the night would make a hole bright as morning. That if I looked through it, I might see the end of this sentence.
cripple the air like a name
furnished only with laughter
There’s a question corroding his tongue.
what becomes of the shepard
when the sheep are cannibals?
Fingers blurred like a photograph.
— Apr 06, 2025 03:03PM
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if an entry wound in the night would make a hole bright as morning. That if I looked through it, I might see the end of this sentence.
cripple the air like a name
furnished only with laughter
There’s a question corroding his tongue.
what becomes of the shepard
when the sheep are cannibals?
Fingers blurred like a photograph.
