Untitled by Megan Choritz

The bombs have killed my poems My words lie under rubble Each O a mouth of grey dust Each L a limb broken All letters at angles   The massacre has taken my spirit My ideas are blown out Each comma a blood wound Each full stop the end Of a little life A smile...

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