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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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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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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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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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Skin

The first time I saw Afghanistan, It was lying across my television screen, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Skin.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/06/05/skin/

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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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Shake

The day I drop my husband off, On a military base, where he will train … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Shake.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/01/05/shake/  

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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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