Monthly Archives: August 2010

While he is gone our bank account Slowly enlarges like a lost island That emerges after the flood hit. The flood of him leaving is gone I have stopped thinking poor me And now there is all this money Like … Continue reading →

I gave you my husband. I gave you my husband and you gave him a uniform And a security clearance and a machine gun and Twelve months to die in that desert. I could thank you for sending him home. … Continue reading →

This is about me.  And this is about war. On 9-11 I ran away and a hole formed. My husband deployed to Afghanistan. He was gone for 15 months, which is About 450 days.  And then he came back. But … Continue reading →