Dance Little Children

by Dennis O’Brien

Poem


Somewhere a Woman Is Building an Ark

by Louise Eisenbrandt

Poem


The Turret Guard

by Jack Tompkins

Sketch


A 1984 Exception

by Katherine Iwatiw

Prose


Stones River

by StevenMiller Miller

Prose


"Eternity "

by Russell Nelson

Painting


Sergeant Mackey

By Dwight Jenkins, Marines

Writing Type: Poem

By Dwight D. Jenkins

--Rensselaer, NY

 

John IV made his final pass well beyond

the settling of the late autumnal sun.

It was the last cutting of the year, the great and final cut,

rich with summer’s sighing warm nutrition. 

 

The fourth was only 24, much too young

for one in such an old and worn condition. 

He sang a little sunset song for his scarred and seizing back,

jangled tight from hours in that fatal same position,

hours that fed the flame of coming night,

the aging soldier’s inquisition:

 

“I think I may, I think I might

be home before the dying light,

and if I do I’ll fly with you, my crying apparition.”

 

Even so, old John went round and round and round,

but the only sound this silent night,

his great-grandfather’s tractor,

as four circled one, two and three,

all buried deep beneath the maple tree

in the heart of Mackey’s pasture.

Notes: From a photo I took last year at this time, and recently turned into a painting. The file is too big for me to upload here, however. If there’s another way to get it to you just let me know.

Our Lonely Death

by George Nolta

Poem


The Light Bulb Man

by Sean Parrish

Prose


A 1984 Exception

by Katherine Iwatiw

Prose


The Mickey Mouse Watch

by Arthur Wiknik

Prose


Remembrance

by CJ Reeves

Poem


How

by William Shepherd

Poem