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I am reading The Blue Cascade, A book by a Marine I know, who went to war in Iraq, And was an artillery liaison officer, Attached to an infantry battalion, And a forward observer, who Made the radio call for … Continue reading

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Tissue

There is an Afghan journalist, Living in Kabul and in this war, And he tells me about his injuries, How he has six fresh shrapnel wounds, And two bullet wounds that are healing, And I am mowing the lawn, Here, … 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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