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Some Questions for a Missile
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65 Some Questions for a Missile When a missile leaves its cradle does someone pat it and say, “Good missile, do your work,” pleased with the shape and weight of pain? Does it matter to its maker what it hits? If, with all due precision, it heads for buildings, explodes people? Like that pregnant woman buying rice in an open market. Did impact liberate her space/time deconstruct her body into screams? I think that woman’s screams are embedded in air, like the bodies at Hiroshima whose memorial shadows imprint the ground, screams tearing the throats of dying soldiers who call to their mothers, screams melding with hungry weapons that eat them, screams that leave a bitter haze through which, day after day after day we taste them. ...