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When my husband goes to war He walks out of a door, and Into the darkness of our front lawn, With grass curling around his feet Like snakes, and the street is a river, This foreign territory, now, Now that … Continue reading
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Fourth
I am thinking about war today, About how war happens, and What it does, about the bodies, Bodies of men, women, or Children, their clothes bloody, Always lined up in rows, faces Covered with blankets, lined up On the ground … Continue reading
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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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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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Where
At nine o’clock at night my telephone rings, And it is the Army again, calling me again. They are asking me questions, and at first I think they are being nice. But what they really want to know is where. … Continue reading
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Electric
The electricity shut off again. There is no power In this condo I am renting while you are deployed. My next door neighbor comes over because I ask him to, With a flashlight in his hand, whispering is he asleep? … Continue reading
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