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Spin

When my son asks me what is a tsunami, I tell him it is a giant wave … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Spin.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/05/22/spin/

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Beautiful

We are standing near the computer, And I am showing my son a photograph, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Beautiful.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/12/31/beautiful/

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Tissue

There is an Afghan journalist, Living in Kabul and in this war, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem Tissue.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/10/15/tissue/

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Snap

When my husband goes to war He walks out of a door, and …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem Snap.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/09/25/snap/

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Fourth

I am thinking about war today, About how war happens, and …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Fourth.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/07/04/fourth/

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Wash

I am standing in my dark garage, Unloading a washing machine, facing a concrete wall, and …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Wash.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  … Continue reading

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Scope

When I talk about the night raids, My husband’s face closes like a door, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Scope.  To read the rest,  go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/05/02/scope/

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There

Somewhere, right now, there is, A soldier, kicking down a door, to a house, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called There.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/there/

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Ours

When I hear the news, About the massacre in Kandahar …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Ours.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/03/29/ours/  

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Crack

The first time my husband said it, said The word divorce, I felt my marriage break … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Crack.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/

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