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“Bomb,” Andrea Cohen →

English is hard
to explain. Why
is one b loud

and one quiet?
Why does one
house stand

and another crumble?
Why does one
mother falling

on the open
wound of her one
son howl,

while another
opening her one
mouth goes dumb?

newgreyhair Poem Leave a comment April 28, 2023

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