These Holy Wounds
“Have you ever experienced what real pain feels like?” I looked up from my mug of coffee. The steam had covered my face in a shallow film of water…
Journal Entry: July 23, 1968
During today’s scheduled outing, our squad lead relayed us information from command, told us that we were to RTB and that our current patrol mission…
Donut Shop
The small motorbike pulled into the lot behind the building. The engine rumbled softly as it came to a halt along the rows of abandoned cars.…
City
The stars were bright, much brighter than they used to be. It was probably because the city wasn’t polluting the sky with light. It was cold out,…
They Whose Voices Cannot Be Heard
They whose voices cannot be heard. Alone in my bed, I stare at the four walls surrounding me, counting the number of holes in the ceiling above. 43.…
