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Tag Archives: PTSD
Wash
I am standing in my dark garage, Unloading a washing machine, facing a concrete wall, and I am pulling the clothing out, out of the washing machine, A shirt by the left arm, a pair of pants by one leg, … Continue reading
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Skin
The first time I saw Afghanistan, It was lying across my television screen, A country made of war, or How it looks ancient, we both said, to each other, Our bodies, here, still here, stretching across a bed, Because it … Continue reading
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Scope
When I talk about the night raids, My husband’s face closes like a door, Because I am asking how, how it works, But I should know better, Because this is war, And there are things he cannot say. What I … Continue reading
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There
Somewhere, right now, there is, A soldier, kicking down a door, to a house, Where someone says the insurgent lives, A man, who they call, a target, he tells her, His wife, over a telephone, describing them, The night raids, … Continue reading
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Line
She is standing, here, in a grocery store, Under the fluorescent light suspended, Above her head, and from the ceiling, Standing in front of the refrigerated meat, That is laid out in front of her, butchered, A thigh, a breast, … Continue reading
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Cross
When my husband comes home, From Afghanistan, He wears his combat boots. And I watch him out A window, mowing the lawn, Pacing back and forth in grass, With his boots laced up over sweat pants, Pushing the lawn mower, … Continue reading
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Shake
The day I drop my husband off, On a military base, where he will train, Then go, off to Afghanistan, off to war, I watch him walk away, looking back, Once, halfway across the parking lot, Halfway gone, and, then, … Continue reading
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Arms
There is talk today, talk on the talk radio, About the Taliban and terrorists and arms, About assault rifles and their machine guns, And semi-automatic pistols and I turn it off, The radio, this car, and walk into the food … Continue reading
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Down
They are talking about it again, about Shutting down the government, and It is something about a budget, but nothing, Nothing about him, that soldier, just home, After a year on the ground in Afghanistan, Where he fought because they … Continue reading
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Balloon
It is two o’clock in the morning. That is what we are saying to one another, As we move around the kitchen, collecting provisions, A thermometer, a medicine dropper, a moment here, Together, before we go back in, because they … Continue reading
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