Monthly Archives: July 2014

write

why can’t I seem to find the time to write I know I need to lord knows it helps me but life keeps getting in the way my mind keeps getting in the way and like a bathtub overflowing with … Continue reading

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Progress

The women sat there aging like their cheap wine wearing decorations from imperial wars of old as their children, conceived on mid-tour leave years ago leave home for the first time to go learn the lingo of soldiers as they … Continue reading

Posted in Afghanistan, american dream, collateral damage, death, family, history, humanity, Iraq, love, memories, Poetry, summer, veterans, war, working class