Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


THE BUNKER IS A TOMB FOR THE LIVING

by Hartley Barnes

Prose


Life Was Simpler When I Carried a Duffel Bag

by George Kulas

Prose


Green and Gold

by Scott Sjostrand

Poem


Early Jade of Morning

by Frank Mattson

Poem


Talking With Regina...I Like to Do!

by John Bradley

Poem


THE AMERICAN PASTIME: BASEBALL

By John O'Neil, Army

Writing Type: Poem

The sport of baseball has commenced;
Frantic fans have bought their seats.
The park is filled to capacity;
The players adjust their cleats.
The National Anthem is sung with gustoThousands
of fans stand in a row.
The umpire then shouts, ""Play Ball!""
To get the game to go.
Some fans have favorite players;
They carry names on cards to tell.
However, it takes nine innings
To prove the players did that well.
When the game is over,
And their team has got a win,
It's hard not to realize,
It was those fans who had the grin.

THE BUNKER IS A TOMB FOR THE LIVING

by Hartley Barnes

Prose


Requiem for a Tet Survivor

by La Decker

Prose


Too Late

by Tony Craidon

Poem


Imaginary Dragon

by Daniel Adjei

Poem


Created Equal?

by Richard Wangard

Prose


Just Plain Lost

by Richard Wangard

Prose