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Rounds

A soldier is standing in the darkness Next to a door, next to a compound …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Rounds.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/06/25/rounds/ Advertisements

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Bee

This morning I read about a veteran Who said I returned home, and no one noticed, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Bee.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/05/27/bee/

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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/

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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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Line

She is standing, here, in a grocery store, Under the fluorescent light suspended … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Line.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/03/16/line/

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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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