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Kill Class by Nomi Stone

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“Whichever way you turn, soldiers / dream-walk in and out of the poem. The dark / is sweet: a nerve inside a tooth. / If midnight comes, tell it what you saw: hooded, quartered / face-down in gravel. Break / the ice with the bad guy. Then when / it’s time, a tooth for a tooth.” —from “The Pines Make a Circle