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Hand

I am practicing spelling with my son, Saying the word sever out loud, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Hand.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/11/20/hand-2/

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Out

The Towers fell down today, My son says to me, his head … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem Out.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/09/11/out-2/

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