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Richard Hoffman

Penitentiary

One day people will come to tour this place — walls within walls, on top bright slinkies of razorwire, lighthouse corners, sentries, (an inverted fortress, search-lights sweeping inward), enmity injurious beyond calculus, down generations, — schoolbuses will wait in a row while children are taught about laws by then archaic or else there will have been no future.