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Jul 2012
Army Men exploded into
green plastic pieces
on the dull, gray
comforter that made
up the battlefield.
Rubberbands flying
back and forth
through the air
like so many bombshells.

Days that I long
to fall back on,
where super heroes
had crooked teeth,
hunched backs,
and tattered t-shirts.
Charles Barnett
Written by
Charles Barnett  Ironton, Ohio
(Ironton, Ohio)   
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