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DUENDE

Just now I thought I heard you say
my name in the familiar way
only a child knows, the warm flint
of an urgent reprimand, maternal.

I was in that liminal space, lamp off,
day's bright splinter almost extracted,
when from across that other border
your voice - your voice - the timbre,
scratching the inner walls of my skull,
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