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What is a self when riding along

clackety-clack, in the rain—?

(Grieving intensity, it is a fire egg . . .

A wishbone cave in a book on the history of flame.)

—From Brenda Hillman’s

“A Halting Probability, on a Train”

(From Seasonal Works with Letters on Fire)