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Grenade

We are awake Still and Sitting in the dark Of our living room, Talking about it Again, About getting out or staying in, In the military, How we are in the military And I want to get out. And we … Continue reading

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Slide

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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Arming

It is night in America. And in this house, on a television, There are men, who talk about arms. About how we should arm them, Rebels from another country, so They can take over a bad regime. And I know … 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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Snap

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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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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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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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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Scope

When I talk about the night raids, My husband’s face closes like a door, Because I am asking how, how it works, But I should know better, Because this is war, And there are things he cannot say. What I … Continue reading

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