My head is pounding. My body is exhausted. My teeth are clinched. As I drive, I recognize the signs there is something wrong. My mind is searching for Continue Reading
Becoming the Impossible
Kindness kills. Blind trust kills. Being all that society asks its citizens to be kills. My greatest mistakes were rooted in kindness Continue Reading
I Dream of Others’ NightmaresÂ
I wonder hopelessly in the mundane. The brain begins to create that which it longs for. If the world does not provide it, I will create it. Continue Reading
Suffering Alone
As the falling droplets began to run cold, I contemplated the options. Should I call the man who understood such a lapse the most? The man Continue Reading
Where Beauty is Found in War
I'm behind a tree no bigger around than my fist with branches breaking and dirt flying. In a fleeting moment I hardly ever share, a grin spreads Continue Reading
The Secret of the Shadow
I sit and look upon the wall next to our bed. The desk lamp illuminates the darkness, only to cast shadows. I have lived most of my life in these Continue Reading
I Want An Honest Funeral… And So Should You
I have stood for more funerals than I care to count. I have become a seasoned veteran. I have stood for family, friends, soldiers, veterans, Continue Reading
How War Frees Us from Our Modern Selves
The throbbing pains disappear in an instant. The heart beats faster. The wandering brain rushes into focus. The subconscious begins to Continue Reading
What We Have Done for Ourselves
Maybe it is hubris. Maybe I want there to be this thing that isn't there. I still wonder how much my words and actions really mattered, in the larger Continue Reading
Why You Should Brush Your Teeth with Your OTHER Hand
Image Credit: "Poppy Thomas-Hill" Almost every passing moment we navigate the world with routine. Our brain has built and reinforced neural Continue Reading
Should I?
Should I? Why did I? I broke the rule, why? Actually, I broke multiple rules. Rules I break more often when she is gone. Why? Continue Reading
The First Time They Saw It All
The room sat with the palpable pain of the past. Every eye red and glossy. We sat as they called me "the rock"; "the untainted"; "the Continue Reading