Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


THE BUNKER IS A TOMB FOR THE LIVING

by Hartley Barnes

Prose


So this is Memorial Day

by Paul Nyerick

Prose


Imaginary Dragon

by Daniel Adjei

Poem


A Painting Still

by Dean Glorso

Poem


A Veteran’s Lament

by Kwame Toshambe

Prose


NIGHT LIGHT

By Jerry Andrews, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Sometimes, in the middle
Of the night, in the middle
Of my pain, of my tossing and
Turning.
In the middle of old, once-buried
Memories, I awake and
Grab a beer, tune the little radio
In to the golden oldies, and I
Try to write. In the middle of
The night, I search myself for
Some insight, for some way
To put some wrong things right
Or even just to beam some
Little light upon a question, a
Problem I ponder in the night.
In the deep dark middle
Of the night.

Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


Iam still standing , she is still standing

by Penny Deere

Prose,Photograph,Art/3d


The Hand of God in Vietnam

by Max Riekse

Prose


Zipline

by donna zephrine

Prose


Tonight's Patrol

by Justin Stone

Prose


So this is Memorial Day

by Paul Nyerick

Prose