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The Secret (Free verse) by ecargo

How it lies, heavy in my belly and breast: no pearl, but a stone, no open hand, but a fist, mine to carry, mine alone, to bury with the rest.

Ranger 19-Sep-06/12:39 PM
Ah, I thought you were being specific - a secret miscarriage. I was quite concerned by the last line (on this reading) though - I mean, how many dead babies had been buried?! And were they all yours or were there - God forbid - prawnes inamongst the corpses too?
Question: was there a prawn unit in the war, or indeed, in any war?




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