What I Lost in the War

Small things: pocketknife with three blades, 
a good knife, although I’d broken one of the blades.  

Cassette of the second Blood, Sweat & Tears 
album, purchased on R&R in Sydney—almost 
worn out anyway, so not a great loss, and 
I could hear “Sometimes in Winter” in my head 
anytime I wanted.  

Socks. A poncho liner. Packet of pre-rolled joints 
I bought from a mama-san on a road near Phu Bai,
but I think they were stolen by Stephenson, that 
pothead, so they probably don’t count. 


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