–A poem by Aaron Holst


Neither smiles    both stare at

a future            blurred by growing

up a block away

worlds apart


Skeletons of battle      unseen bones

of more to come    whirled wars

with each other           at

each other


rageful campaigns        annihilations





Years later       each will account:

how she married for sorrow

of his hard life             how he            too sadness

for a war bride widowed


In this worn    scarred black and white

two lives

exposed           wounds unhealed

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