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…the kind of thing you post when you find yourself longing for simpler times.

Letters to Fallujah

 

I sent you a letter today, as I

did yesterday and the day before that.

And though you’re half a world away, I will

send another tomorrow, for I still

love you without sight, without logic– no

conditions here. The words I send you are

 

silly, mundane, odd little bits of life

at home, away from war and bullets and

the pain of innate hatred. Because you

can’t come home yet, I will send it to you.

My logical self says I’m a great fool,

but my foolish self says, “You go, girlfriend!”

 

So I’ll love you from afar, and I will

yearn for the day you finally come home.

 

 

Karin Dickinson

English 163

2-10-07

Nonce Sonnet

 

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