\”guard duty station\”. photograph by richard calmes, vietnam 1968-9. Having given up the middle ground, the guards laid down their cards. Three of a kind. A couple of pairs. Nothing out of the usual. The high ground stood out against the clouds, bald and distant and aerated; the lowlands stripped and blistered.

It was, they agreed – taciturn and scowling – crudely uneven of hand. And folded.


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