Abstract
DUKE'S BROTHER DIED under the ice in spring, the season I met Duke. The other kid survived?shivering, fat-lipped, the instigator, littler. A miracle, the search team said. Just a hurt front tooth, a gash, a stitch. A boy's likely story. This is what I heard, but not from Duke. Duke said, Go. Duke said, Ladies first, please. Rock, rock, gap, stone-cold to the lighthouse?Duke and I were spiny in the dark. Weeds swam up. Weak sunk stars, a lap, suck and bubble. The usual. Lake and pier. Us and us. Month after month. Duke was always finding things to skip across to who knew where. August. Pinkness hovered.
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