Category Archives: Baghdad

Rewrite All Our Wrongs

Let them hold the pen and write their own destiny rewrite all our wrongs write away the suffering write verses about springtime.   The people hunger let them relax and eat figs let them enjoy peace and drink their tea … Continue reading

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Standing By The Ruins

Let them hold the pen and write their own destiny rewrite all our wrongs write away the suffering write verses about springtime   instead of winter, write verses about laughing instead of crying, dancing instead of dying let them write … Continue reading

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Skipping Stones

I last time I had skipped a stone across the water I was seventeen it was the waning weeks before my senior year of high school on a hot summer evening after a hard days work on the farm still … Continue reading

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Same Moon

When I was a kid, I used to stare up at the moon and my grandma told me that my cousins in Florida would stare up at the moon too and that it was the same moon and we were … Continue reading

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Shooting Stars

Sometimes I lay awake at night staring up at the ceiling and sometimes it’s ants marching across and sometimes it’s spiders swinging from the rafters and sometimes I walk outside and look up at the stars and sometimes there are … Continue reading

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Collateral Death

if you kill me and my family and friends and neighbors I won’t care if you do it with chemical weapons, or if you do it with biological weapons, or if you do it with nuclear weapons, I won’t care … Continue reading

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Burning Man

The burning man┬áruns as winds blow and flames grow war games go on and on and on without end SOS please send teardrops and fear candy and beer pay taxes and cheer and we’re left with King Lear we’re blind … Continue reading

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