Plunder

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Take My Hand and Walk With Me

by Gene Groner

Poem


PTSD and the Pandemic and Me

by Karen Green

Poem


Seven Minutes Till Daybreak

by Neal Morrison Jr

Array


Mixed Signals

by William Greenhut

Prose


Remember

by Louise Eisenbrandt

Poem


BODY BAGS

By Barry Martin, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Oh Mother, where are the body bags now?
The ones that I helped fill.
The ones they shipped home.
Some were friends of mine.
In combat they did die,
and some I did not know.
You know, Mother, they had one
with my name on it,
but instead, I came home like!

Notes: D. Wright Downs

Faces of The Homeless 1

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Strange 7

by Daniel Strange

Art


Strange 2

by Daniel Strange

Art


He Was the Enemy: A Soldier's Dilemma

by JonnieLynn Donatelli

Poem


My True Hope in Troubled Times

by Karen Green

Poem


Growth

by Michelle Pond

Photograph