Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


The Promise

by Lynwood Hughed

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


Thank You America

by david staffa

Prose


Too Late

by Tony Craidon

Poem


What I'd Like, What I Need

by Allen Burns

Poem


WALKING MY LORD TO CALVARY HILL

By Patsy Cumbie, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Three men hung on crosses at Calvary, but only one died for you and me.
As he hung on the cross that cold dark night,
A world of sin was his only flight.
They put nails through his hands and feet so they would know him, should they ever meet.
With mocking and scorn, they placed on his head a crown of thorns.
Throughout the night, he was heard to plea --
Oh God, my God, hast thou forsaken me?”
As the heaven’s roared and rumbled and the skies opened, these few words were spoken:
“My son, my son, I set you free,”
Just as he died, when
He died for you and me.

Notes: Rafael Jubera

The Hand of God in Vietnam

by Max Riekse

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


Welcome to the Suck

by Korby Rhodes

Prose


Life Was Simpler When I Carried a Duffel Bag

by George Kulas

Prose


Requiem for a Tet Survivor

by La Decker

Prose


Early Jade of Morning

by Frank Mattson

Poem