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  1. Golden shovel inspired by a line from Weldon Kees’s “Five Villanelles”
    “We must remain until the roof falls in.”


    The darkness invites us to stretch and dawdle, and we
    do, pouring more wine, telling more tales. We must
    be tired, but we stretch, pretend otherwise, remain
    hunched beside our ebbing campfire, until
    at last our yawns can’t be denied, or the
    fatigue seeping into muscles. No roof
    overhead; no matter, we’re all in.

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