The Things They Carried 

The moonlight 
on their backs, the fading 
tracks of barefoot sand. 

Empty hands, 
and the barely 
there weight of silence. 


In April, we poem.

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2 Responses to The Things They Carried 

  1. Kir Piccini says:

    you could almost feel the weight of it.


  2. Shawna says:

    Read this as if it’s about Mary and Joseph during certain parts of their journey to Bethlehem for the census and to have that baby.

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