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Nephew

Body bags, upside down flags and nametags “Hello, my name is Nephew…” I lost my mind fighting for the blue white, and red now, even I’m dead inside nowhere to run and I can’t hide the truth ignorance is ingrained … Continue reading

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The Heart Of Babylon

You say we fight for freedom even though you know its a lie our duffel bags are packed and we’re heading to Iraq and theres a good chance that we’re going to die. We took off from Atlanta touched down in Germany after three days in Kuwait … Continue reading

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Racket: Ode to Smedley Butler

Melt these medals down make a chalice drown sorrows wasting borrowed time throw in towels finish lines salt and lime bury hatchets end this racket can’t handle shit on shingles ready to swing low band of angels went home so no one … Continue reading

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Daily Memories

so, it’s Memorial Day sales again and I remember when Cub Scout packs would take up the back of the parade and families would struggle to find shade along Main Street in late May with temperatures rising we shuffled our … Continue reading

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Thank You

thank you for your service now prepare for hero worship and ten precent off at Home Depot and Lowes and a free meal every November 11th at Applebee’s and a long line ending in pills piled high mountains of pills until … Continue reading

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Génération Perdue

We are a generation lost amidst the rubble of the                            world we                               … Continue reading

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Thoughts on Armistice (Veterans) Day

The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month… Armistice Day, the end of “the war to end all wars”…peace between nations… it went on to become, not a day to commemorate the armistice, but to ‘honor veterans … Continue reading

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That Skyline…

  That skyline that beautiful skyline with me in my dreams as I sleep on this island where the tallest building is the church… I don’t miss the pollution, the crowded buses and subway cars, the potholes and the masses … Continue reading

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Babylon the Great

Written Memorial Day 2012 Wonderland smoke dims suicide fireflies under a Cheshire moon mocking guerrilla teenagers and confused tongues cry over dirty water dialogue as crude hands sift gold from Babel sand cutting orphan blood lines like teenage wrists with … Continue reading

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Babylon the Great

Babylon the Great.

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