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What He Kept

Mara Okonkwo

Acrostic · Memory · War

Silence was the only medal he kept visible.Once, I asked what Korea was like.Left the room. Didn't answer for two days.Didn't answer the third day either, just handed me a photo.In it, three boys laughing, none of them him anymore.Every year on the right date, the flag goes up without a word.Return was the one part he never actually did.

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