Author Archives: Linda Larson

Born in ‘47

I cannot shut my eyes without seeing A parade of black and white passport photos, Monochrome faces of men who look uniformly old, Gaunt and unblinking in the sight of the camera man, Leaning on each other, having just dug their communal grave.   Women, segregated, sunken-cheeked, unknown Outside the boundaries of memory, eyes unflinching…

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