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Inside Your Cheek You Carry Stones

by Dorsey Craft

We sit together on the bed of a white pickup that draws
an empty trailer along an island road, just come from dropping

the boat in the water, from catching small rays and throwing
them back. Your toes drag gravel, rest on aluminum,

curl in the air like fish. When water bugs are snatched
from below, it seems they were never there. This is what
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