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Natasha Quitano
Poems
Mar 2015
Pieces of Me
I find myself in the palm of your hands and my only thought was you were
never
invited.
I was just another ******* country you visited without a passport
I was Pearl Harbor, Hawaii on December 7, 1941,
Showers of debris and dust,
You left me in the wreckage
destroyed
damaged
alone
But you came back and picked me up from the shambles only this time I did not feel whole
Pieces of me must have been left scattered beneath all the cement and rubble after the bomb,
your
bomb
But I'm still here
picking up my own pieces
I
never
needed you in the first place
Written by
Natasha Quitano
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