Today I will try to untangle my feelings about war, my military brat status, the D-Day celebrations where Americans and British soldiers will descend upon the Normandy beaches to relive our glorious invasion that changed the course of the war, and what a poet should say about the current US involvement in two overseas conflicts.
What is an ally? What does it feel like to put my feet in the sands where so many people died trying to restore democracy to an occupied Europe? How high were those cliffs the American Rangers climbed to take out the German gunners before dawn on June 6, 1944?
It’s time to leave for my tour. 34 steps below my attic airbnb, which is quite cool, I’ll take a pitstop at the potty. That’s right. The listing didn’t say “en suite,” it said “private toilet.” I didn’t know that meant it was two floors below my room…
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