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BULLET by Dennis Hinrichsen

That day I shot a piece of paper to death, I gave no thought to the bullets. They                           were pebbles              in the palm, knuckled fingers, integers I snapped                           in the clips,              thumbed to the cylinder. It was the target I wanted dead. Head high in the distance. Tacked to a                           post.              I had an array […]

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