I was tall for 14 when the bombs dropped like spider bites
along the shoreline. Our thatched huts and boats flew
in pieces, bone fragments, body parts and humanity
hurdled through the gossamer of politics.
"Ghost Nets--Suzanne S. Rancourt,"
Journal of Military Experience: Vol. 2
, Article 17.
Available at: http://encompass.eku.edu/jme/vol2/iss2/17