Tag Archives: Kandahar

Country

America is at war, my oldest son, Says, just seven years old, now, And I am unloading a dishwasher, Taking out china plates that are Clean like faces, and stacking them. And they are teaching him about war, At school, … Continue reading

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Ours

When I hear the news, About the massacre in Kandahar, About how seventeen Afghans were killed, Shot, in their homes, in the middle of the night, I am standing in my kitchen, eating an orange, Peeling back the skin, and, … 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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