world war 2
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Dr. Eduard Bloch Reminisces About Hitler
“He had such beautiful, expressive eyes within which stirred a profound sadness, so much like his mother’s. She was a kind and dear woman. I treated her for breast cancer. You see, her death left a mark on him, a black mark. The US Army psychologists came to the house as soon as I left…
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National Poetry Month: “Hitler’s Bunker Blues”
Over the Rainbow The gramophone is playing ‘Over the Rainbow’ Judy Garland is singing, turning from sepia tones to full spectrum color in the blink of an eye. The ceiling shakes in syncopation deep within you can hear the machine guns rattling bombs cause the needle to skip out of the finely machined black track of…
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No Big Decision
Truman sat and stared out of an Oval Office window the rose garden was bare and the old President dead. Here before him was a weapon to cease all war unspeakable destruction, but unspeakable attraction. He was shown the footage a mushroom cloud rising from the desert floor briefly a new sun in the dark…
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Curtis LeMay
Red and orange glints off of the buffered stainless steel bellies of cruel butterflies, and in curious curvatures the collapsing wooden homes are reflected on bubble glass. The flicker and leap of crackling paper browning and blackening where once was a room partition and a sleeping mat. The horrible bee buzz rumble overhead is the…
The Numinous Cosmos 