Iam still standing , she is still standing

by Penny Deere

Prose,Photograph,Art/3d


CLIP CLOP, CLIP CLOP

by Donald Conway

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


Zipline

by donna zephrine

Prose


Tonight's Patrol

by Justin Stone

Prose


So this is Memorial Day

by Paul Nyerick

Prose


VOICES OF THE BATTLEFIELD

By Antonio Cirilo, Ill, Army

Writing Type: Poem

As I sat on the carrier deck
And saw at a distance a glow in the dark,
Our destroyers, battleships and planes
Must have struck a target
That was called in by our troops on shore.
Wondering what damage we caused,
I could hear voices crying out, ""Please -No
more, no more, no more!""
But no one heard the cry;
The numbers of casualties were high.
Were they ki1led by enemy fire or
friendly fire!?!

Iam still standing , she is still standing

by Penny Deere

Prose,Photograph,Art/3d


As sniper Beardsley was good at his work

by William Arthur

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


Requiem for a Tet Survivor

by La Decker

Prose


Early Jade of Morning

by Frank Mattson

Poem


What I'd Like, What I Need

by Allen Burns

Poem