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Fall

Iraq, I tell my husband, As we stand in our kitchen, Where he is holding a knife In his hand and strawberries In his other hand, That he grew in the garden He planted when He came home from war, … Continue reading

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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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Helmet

Ten years, my husband is saying, As we put our sons to bed, turn On the dishwasher, turn it off, The ceiling light in the kitchen, Above our heads, and we are Turning towards one another, Or turning around corners, … 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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Pretend

Our son is invited to a birthday party Where they will play tag with laser guns, Wear vests over their small chests, and Carry large rifles, Kneel in the darkness, And shoot each other. I don’t like it, I say … Continue reading

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No

Eighty seconds, my mother says, Over the telephone. And she is telling me, How a girl died, how She was killed, Shot point-blank at school By another student, With a shotgun, or How her head was a target. And I am talking Over … Continue reading

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