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The work in our Fall issue.

The Line Literary Review
Sep 28, 2021
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Good morning,

Here are some lines of poetry from our fall issue to begin your week:

We face the wall. We hang, we grip, / we strain, we shine, we rise, together, one more time. —In The Boot Camp Laundry Room, Nestor Wallers

The smell knocks and I spit out the taste of / Sand, and IED aftershocks rattle in my chest. —As I Clean My Rifle, J.B. Stevens

We drive avenues of Baghdad's garbage, hills pushed up / by battered, Sisyphean dozers into clots of crumpled / metal, rotted food, broken wood, clouds of flies hissing /—Surveillance of Landfill Village, Taji, Iraq, Steven Croft

Consider Iraq: where / does it end? The gulf / where it begins. / Who cares but those / who cannot forget / Afghanistan. —Forever Wars, Olivia Garard

We fight for some peace, but peace we have not. —We Fight For Peace, Z.S. Diamanti

I think of the other horse / we found here the summer before, / bursting with maggots and blowflies, / and I am lost —Ode To a Scar, Ben Weakley

My ceramic armor / still sits in an A-bag / covered in moon dust / crusted with sweat salt / In from patrol, / I used to remove / ACU pants and let them / stand in place of me / until they collapsed / under their own weight —To Read Death Like Braille, Cody Gallo

Read the poems in their entirety here.

Thank you for reading.

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