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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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Pronoun

I am sitting in my station wagon, Thinking about pronouns, or how …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Pronoun.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/pronoun/

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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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9/11: Day Thirty Five

My apartment was on Seventy Ninth Street Next to the river where police boats will go After this happens.  I walked that morning To the subway just like.  Like every morning.  

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9/11: Day Twenty Six

I miss New York City Like the atmosphere created in a bed with sheets And twisting and blankets that wrap around me Like they wrap around her the lady in the water. New York City is where I became myself … Continue reading

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