Four Winds Came Blowin' In

by William Snead

Poem


They Were Warriors First

by Matthew Davison

Prose


My Trip to Catalina

by Jonathan Craig

Prose


A Knock on the Door

by Diane Wasden

Prose


What a Beauty

by Jack Tompkins

Sketch


Stones River

by StevenMiller Miller

Prose


HEALING

By Timothy Sheridan, Army

Writing Type: Poem

My heart is full of melting regrets,
Like a flock of margarine jets
That flew too close to the sun.

My eyes are burning off the tears,
Like a brain that’s cooked for years
And finally realizes that it’s done.

The fear has gone from my face,
Like a leper in a self embrace.
I can’t hurt myself anymore.

My life’s becoming round and whole,
Like a body that’s found its soul.
I finally came home from the war.

Four Winds Came Blowin' In

by William Snead

Poem


Combat Nursing

by Louise Eisenbrandt

Prose


The Light Bulb Man

by Sean Parrish

Prose


Just for Today

by Michele Johnson

Poem


A 1984 Exception

by Katherine Iwatiw

Prose


Retail Blues

by Lynn Norton

Poem