I couldn’t find the right words. I stood at the foot of Tommy’s bed, still drenched in sweat. My head pulsing and pounding. Blood on my clothes, but Continue Reading
Brothers
Brothers
by Rob Sanders My brothers drink too much Occasionally do drugs or God In excess. They love and hate according to the day and the mood. We love our Continue Reading
Facing Death: A Green Beret’s Perspective
by Thomas Booth Brothers, I realize that we're just not wired the same as everyone else. I looked up the phases of dying and here they are for Continue Reading