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Birthday

When you came home from war, You gave me a stone shaped like a heart, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Birthday.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/03/01/birthday/ Advertisements

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9/11: Day Three Hundred Forty Three

I knew that it was the other Tower.

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9/11: Day Three Hundred Twenty Nine

Because it did. It did happen.

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9/11: Day Three Hundred Twenty Seven

I did not leave my books. I could not leave them there, Because if I did, it would mean That this, this was happening.

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9/11: Day Two Hundred Seventy Five

And then it got louder, It started to roar, roar As it fell, because it was, It was real.  It was really happening.

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9/11: Day Two Hundred Seventy Two

First there was a rumble.

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9/11: Day Two Hundred Thirty One

And all I could think was how, How their bodies looked small like dolls, How they did not look real, falling like that, With their blouses and pants and suit jackets And skirts ballooning around them like parachutes, As they … Continue reading

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