For the Boy

This is a war story. He knows because he is surrounded by people in camo and in his ears are men screaming for help in between the pop of small arms fire. Patrols are always going out and not coming back. There is little he can do. He doesn’t send them out. He doesn’t pickContinue reading “For the Boy”

The Lonely Battlefield

Only history will note the lonely battleground. The once bloody field where hero’s faced demons, and death loomed impossible and always for someone else, where rotting corpse and rusting weapon sink into the bog forgotten forever, where courage is fleeting and cowardice dies a long lonely death. No pen can do justice to the sacrificesContinue reading “The Lonely Battlefield”

Tunnel Rats

They were the fodder of the infantry, the little boots, the walking dead. Eleven bang bangs, through and through, but guys with almost no hope of going back home. Maybe the infantry was filled with the illiterate, criminals, the roughened variety. And maybe these men were all of that and more, but they were alsoContinue reading “Tunnel Rats”

In a Forest of Hair

It is Within the polluted forest of hair On the giant’s head Two sides fight They are Small creatures Flying With wings Like leather Teeth sharp and wicked Intentions maligned Focused As Oblivious is their host They gather His essence To live To war against each other Untill The End   Art: hill giant byContinue reading “In a Forest of Hair”

The Curse of Nokis

Every generation Nokis is there to die. Why? He ran. According to Ares that made him a coward. Fuck Ares. Nokis had had enough. He is sinewy muscle and gold skinned from ten years fighting a war. The dirt and blood and disease and the constant pang of gut crunching fear. Injury and infection. BlisteredContinue reading “The Curse of Nokis”