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Words
My son does not have a lot of language, and His older brother finds me in the laundry room, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Words. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War … Continue reading
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Ventricle
When a soldier deploys to war, He goes to a country with … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Ventricle. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/02/14/ventricle/
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Arming
It is night in America. And in this house, on a television, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Arming. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/10/24/arming/
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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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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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Cross
When my husband comes home, From Afghanistan… This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Cross. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/02/28/cross/
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Arms
There is talk today, talk on the talk radio, About the Taliban and terrorists and arms … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Arms. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2011/11/07/arms/
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