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Circuit

The power goes off again In this condo I am living in Since my husband left, Left for war. And my neighbor comes over, With a flashlight in his hand, Saying something about how A line went down and Just … Continue reading

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Locate

My husband and I are upstairs, Sitting on a couch in this living Room, with our backs to a window, Talking about getting a GPS system For our son, A microchip Sewn into his clothing, A location based GPS That … Continue reading

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Half

The museum has a photograph Of a pair of shoes from 9/11, A pair of black high heel shoes That are scuffed on the sides. And seeing them Brings me back To that day, Planes hitting, Bodies falling, Or how … Continue reading

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Hand

I am practicing spelling with my son, Saying the word sever out loud, Letter by letter, joining together, Like bones. And my son is telling me about how, He was playing with his friends and One of them pretended that … Continue reading

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Turns

I am driving in my car, Down streets that cut Across the throats of one another, And I am listening to the news radio, Talk about the transition in Afghanistan, Or what will happen, When we leave, and I think … Continue reading

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Memorial

I go to New Jersey, To a memorial for my aunt, Where her two sons stood In front of a room of people And tried to say the words good and bye, And where I watched my own mother, Stand … Continue reading

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Distance

On my computer there are photographs Of a refugee camp in Kabul, A place where people go When they flee war And become internally displaced, And I am looking at them, The photographs, The people, the camps, huts made out … Continue reading

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