I remember being
in a field in Kurdistan
nothing to fear
but the Kangol dogs
with the red eyes
and the soldiers of secrets
with the dark glasses
each unreasonable and demanding in his own way
but my god
that field
in Kurdistan
made it all worthwhile.
Air heavy with ice and noise
and altitude or attitude, one or the other
or both
and water
falling from the sky.
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