In the shadows of the guardrails he sat on a box
in the dirt shoulder—his cami parka unzipped, flapped
like crow’s wings hopping toward road kill,
victims of landmines and ambush.
"Visions of Clara--Suzanne S. Rancourt,"
Journal of Military Experience: Vol. 2
, Article 74.
Available at: http://encompass.eku.edu/jme/vol2/iss2/74