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Apr 20, 2013 08:03PM
Striking & Powerful Quote:
"It is only my grief that is fresh, every day"(p119).
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"He squeezed my hand, and a single tear rolled down my face, hot as acid, and then another, and then more" (p114).
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"'I love you,' he said, murmuring, his words lost in my hair, the side of my neck. " (p137).
Haiku:
Trigger the bombs
My wound festers you over
And over again.
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"It is only my grief that is fresh, every day"(p119).
Word-Image:
"He squeezed my hand, and a single tear rolled down my face, hot as acid, and then another, and then more" (p114).
Sound-Image:
"'I love you,' he said, murmuring, his words lost in my hair, the side of my neck. " (p137).
Haiku:
Trigger the bombs
My wound festers you over
And over again.