They Were Warriors First

by Matthew Davison

Prose


Our Lonely Death

by George Nolta

Poem


A Knock on the Door

by Diane Wasden

Prose


Empty

by Michelle Pond

Photograph


Voices in the Sky

by Paul Nyerick

Array


The Promise

by Nila Bartley

Poem


FIRST JUMP

By Richard McKay, Army

Writing Type: Poem

The young paratrooper prepared to leap,
his guts were a quiver and his feet were asleep.
He shuffled to the door that was open wide,
and thought of the others who had jumped and died.
He gazed out upon the empty air,
and his heart was filled with a great despair.
He didn't look down and he didn't look up,
but still he puked in his vomit cup.
The red light was on, less than a minute to go,
How he got into this is what he wanted to know.
What crazy, irrational, foolhardy quirk
had ever persuaded him to enter this work?
While racking his brain to answer this riddle,
he knew in his pants he was starting to piddle.
Upon hearing the Sergeant holler, '""Get ready!""
he grabbed for his knees to keep them more steady.
Was it glory, or fame, or just for the loot
that he got into this game of descending by chute?
He thought at this point the question was moot,
and was helped out the door with the aid of a boot!

Solitude by the Sea

by William Anderes

Poem


A Knock on the Door

by Diane Wasden

Prose


Waves of Life

by Michele Johnson

Poem


A 1984 Exception

by Katherine Iwatiw

Prose


Stones River

by StevenMiller Miller

Prose


Purple Heart

by John Swainston

Poem