Nina's Diary - Poem by Kevin Eaglesfield
I don't know why
I didn't want to read it.
Yes I do.
The bomb crater's already too big
To climb out of.
Maybe if I saw my name
I'd see things I already hated,
But wrong-end telescoped.
Perhaps I wanted my Nina
Intact and safe as well,
Written and bound and published,
Not the Nina who could be anyone
In a new book.
I can't forgive the way she died,
Or what I said an hour before.
Did she have time to write about that?
I burnt it.
Arturo doesn't speak to me now.
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