since thewar Ibeat myhead withthe bonesof deadsoldiersand Marineskeeping…
“Eat the bones,” she said through flames’ heat.“Forget the skin, and forget the…
My young face,I am 13, grimacedin the dust. I am walkingwith a pack 3/4 my body weight…
with delicate increments she fadesfrom the earth, allowing indistinct trace…