War Poet.ca - A CFAP Project by Suzanne Steele

Friday, May 16, 2008 — Materiel


I still shake. this cold longing and fear a fog bank. and here on the coast it’s so hot today (30 C) and still I can’t clear. can’t feel heat.

days pass. then you write three words, take it easy. nothing more. sign, M, no x’s.

and W.O., love is a fucking desert (war) sometimes.

and I have no matériel.



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MayDay is a series of letters in prose, poem, txt, email, of a young woman to her infantryman lover serving in Afghanistan.

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