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Facing It

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My black face fades,
hiding inside the black granite.
I said I wouldn't,
dammit: No tears.
I'm stone. I'm flesh.
My clouded reflection eyes me
like a bird of prey, the profile of night
slanted against morning. I turn
this way--the stone lets me go.
I turn that way--I'm inside

the Vietnam Veterans Memorial
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Francie Lynch 08 May 2018

An exceptional write.

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