War Poet.ca - A CFAP Project by Suzanne Steele

Tuesday, May 6, 2008 — She Writes Him Again

o M,

did I tell you I pitched my tent beneath the hoodoos
that summer? the coyotes ow ow owwwwwed me to sleep.

the plains a sauna, I slept naked on my sheets. o M.,
did I tell you dusk in the canyon is a wild rose, and you,

a wild rose? fragrant. stinging. I press you between paper.
I press you against my breasts. my skin prickles thorn and heat.

when I sleep. without you.

o M.


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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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