by Rob Sanders_____ Do you remember the splash of red high and to the right?Above our heads in the ravine?We wanted to look,Dreaded to look. Hated to Continue Reading
poetry
Sans Shield
by Ryan Stovall all mothers always stand stiff and proud for all the world to see but all mothers have always longed to whisper to all Continue Reading
“Breathe”: What It’s Like to be a Special Forces Medic
by Aaron Smith Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Training takes over, I need gloves! Where the fuck are my gloves?? Hands slippery with sweat struggle to put Continue Reading
Shadows
I look around and see strange places once familiar to me. Driving down streets long forgotten, I feel memories resurfacing, clouding my Continue Reading
The Proust Effect
by Taylor Anderson There is a building on fire nearbyOminous dark clouds rise in an otherwise empty skySmells of death and destruction fill the Continue Reading
Rage and Sadness
by Aaron Smith I’m torn Torn between two worlds, two emotions Two paradigms Cut in two by my past, and the healing that offered me solace Continue Reading
Afghanistan Memories: I’m a Warrior Through and Through
Heart turned hard, emotionally scarred. I tried to get past this but it’s so fucking hard.My pain is evident yet so blissfully hidden. From events Continue Reading
I Am the Infidel
by Christopher Sharpe I am the Infidel looking out into the nightI am the Infidel who’s waiting for the fight Surprise, speed, and violence of Continue Reading
Reality of the Job
Every door I knock on is mostly bad news Most cars I stop, I don’t plan on giving a ticket It’s either to tell them to slow down or tell them their Continue Reading
Ode to the Prodigals
The world went to hellin a handbagbut I was fine you see! I’d been to the crosstaken a looka quick visit must have changed me. I wore different Continue Reading
Keep Going
My head hangs lowBreathing heavyHeart rate highMemories flowing I close my eyesAs the sweat drips down my faceKeep goingI say to myselfI rub some Continue Reading
Waiting… Wondering… When Will You Join Me?
Dedicated to my sons Isaac, Isaiah, and Israel Nickell WaitingWonderingWill the war and chaos in my head ever leave? I know I am not in the Continue Reading