Resumen de Memorial Day
Below my patient’s window midday sun trims shadows.
Two sentry rows of American flags billow layers of blood and bandage.
People come, go, cluster, disperse— veterans’ garrison caps ride balding pates:
Below my patient’s window midday sun trims shadows.
Two sentry rows of American flags billow layers of blood and bandage.
People come, go, cluster, disperse— veterans’ garrison caps ride balding pates:
