Veterans' Writing: The Crow

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Black, iridescent in the sun she sits on the line outside my window. Sometimes with onyx friends, sometimes alone.

I don’t know when I knew we were in this together. My feathered sentry and I.

I watched my warrior leave like he was never here. Marching away like the last leaves of November.

This vigil we keep my coal jacketed companion and I. I know we will never give up, Semper Fi.

I like to believe that our vision is keen enough to carry him into the future and safely home.

Read Jerk's feature story on the Syracuse Veterans’ Writing Group in the December 2014 issue.

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