Fresh and new, Waiting on the shelf. The Beret, hunter green, pillowy with felt. The Flash Yellow, red, white, and blue Sits atop the table. Rank Continue Reading
veteran poetry
A Shell of My Former Self
by Eric Bruland What seems like yesterday was my former self. Every day was an adventure a pursuit to push my previous limits. My mind was primed Continue Reading
What Veterans Want to Feel
by Joshua Strunk I want to feel. I want to feel the familiar crunch of the gravel beneath my boots. I want to feel the desert heat take my breath Continue Reading
Don’t believe for a moment that you see what’s behind these eyes
by Aaron Smith You see my smileAnd kindnessI’ve worked so hard Only to shroud All the Terror and MiseryEvery shred of Horror I promise Continue Reading
Stillness
The cycle of life flows like water, from spring to unstoppable sea. Snowfall thaws atop the tree-line; transforms into brook and river Continue Reading