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Fall

Iraq, I tell my husband, As we stand in our kitchen …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Fall. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at https://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2014/06/25/fall/

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Memorial

I go to New Jersey, To a memorial for my aunt, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Memorial. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/09/11/memorial/

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Distance

On my computer there are photographs Of a refugee camp in Kabul, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Distance.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/08/03/distance/

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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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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 http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/06/11/wash/

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9/11

It is almost ten years after and I went back. I went back to Ground Zero, back to the site, Where the planes hit and the bodies jumped, And the Towers fell, while I just stood there, On the street … Continue reading

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9/11: Day Three Hundred Sixty Five

And so I left. I left law school, and I left New York City.

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9/11: Day Three Hundred Sixty Four

I went back to school for a few days, Until I couldn’t do it anymore, not with The dust and digging of Ground Zero Below me.

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9/11: Day Three Hundred Sixty Three

I wore a mask. But I remember thinking, thinking How, how I could feel it in my lungs, The dust, and what it was, how this Was a burial ground.

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9/11: Day Three Hundred Sixty Two

And I saw those first responders With their dogs, when I went back, Two weeks later, back to school, Past the security checkpoints, And into the dust surrounding Ground Zero, and past the shoes, Laying on the ground, forgotten, Past … Continue reading

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