Take My Hand and Walk With Me

by Gene Groner

Poem


The State of the Nation: Various Levels of Pain

by Charles Marshall

Poem


Strange 7

by Daniel Strange

Art


I Left Mississippi

by Benjamin Williams

Poem


He Was the Enemy: A Soldier's Dilemma

by JonnieLynn Donatelli

Poem


Head Trip

by W. Joseph O'Connell

Poem


Vietnam Memories #1

By John Swainston, Army

Writing Type: Poem

By John L. Swainston

VA Medical Center--Kansas City, MO

 

We all thought we were really cool.

We had all finished AIT, our Army School.

We learned it was too late

to say, “Hell no, I won’t go.”

We had also learned to shoot straight.

We found our need to sin

in the streets of Saigon.

We needed to wash away that sin with gin.

We were drenched by the monsoon that came

in May and June.

We all knew that some would die soon.

 

Prompt based on “We Real Cool” by Gwendolyn Brooks.

Our Voice Means Something

by Kennith Harvey

Poem


Cat's in the Cradle

by Tom Lauterback

Prose


The Quail Hunt

by Trina Mioner

Poem


Strange 2

by Daniel Strange

Art


The Walking Wounded

by Benjamin Williams

Poem


The Old Warrior

by Brant Parker III

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