Poetry of Kansas Here & Now, There & Then

lined up latrines: so easily toppled
by the leaping sands of Al Asad,
as are we, puffing cigars from lawn chairs,
watching the C-RAM shoot down mortars
on this 4th of July; nearly toppled,
we trace anti-war poems on blackboards,
while our sisters are blown through Brazzaville windows;
so easily toppled as we scream
at the stars southwest of Leavenworth,
where Bales and Manning sleep in their cells.

– Christina Lux

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