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                    Forgive me for helping you understand                    you’re not made of words alone.                         —Roque Dalton; Clandestine Poems I first learned how to build a house of playing cards in an adolescent psychiatric unit in suburban Chicago. A roommate taught me a trick, a mindset really, to have while placing the cards themselves— that a house of cards is always stacked against itself to stand. My trial-and-error attempts led to a lengthy row of playing cards and the realization that there’s always friction between two cards, but never the same center of gravity— like a relat