New Poem by Jennifer Smith: “So This is My Career”
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New Poem by Jennifer Smith: “So This is My Career”
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GoodSouthernBoy™ is born to a RegularAmericanFamily! in Tennessee. You won’t learn where exactly, and if you do, you …
Muhamet reaches for a plastic water bottle resting on the metal filing cabinet that serves as a nightstand. He drinks…
“The home of the Albanian belongs to God and the guest.” Kanun Durres reminds me of the Jersey Shore. The mix of fami…
In the Mind of Madness There is a nightmare I used to have with some regularity even before my time in the military, …
A recent Los Angeles Times review of A Line in the Sand, the latest novel by Kevin Powers, the author of seminal Glob…
AMPHIBIOUS In Hokusai’s “Kanagawa Wave,” the boatmen look like a school of masquerading fish about to d…
There are few things I like better than sitting down with a copy of classic Central or Eastern European literature fr…
Andrew Elliot Davis was born July 1, 1990 in Worcester, MA; his family moved to Milford, NH, where he graduated high …
An old unsolved murder mystery in a foreign sea-port. Ship Captain the victim, done nobody any harm. Who killed Capta…
The Pretzelman died yesterday. He was shot on his corner half a block from his home, and if he has family they’ll pil…
Major publishing house enthusiasm for war, mil, and vet-themed books has noticeably waned in the past few years, but …
Thank you Thank you for your service Thank you for going Thank you for coming back Thank you for not dying Thank you …
I fill the big bucket with soap and water and start heading across the field. It’s early on a Sunday and Gran …
ACTION IS PRETTY / image by Amalie Flynn This is a drill. This is only a drill. They voted to abolish history.…
There Will Be No Irish Pennants “Discipline organizes an analytical space.” [1] Field Day & Inspection. Wi…
Camouflage can exist on a number of levels. There is the basic military definition of disguising personnel, eq…
The War of Little Things A review of David Chrisinger’s The Soldier’s Truth: Ernie Pyle and the Story of World War II…
We were staying in the youth hostel in Zermatt at the base of the Matterhorn and on a day trip to see the castle in S…
Bordentown is a pleasant town located on the New Jersey side of the Delaware River about twenty miles north of Philad…
Numbers don’t lie, they say. 2 + 2 = 4. No matter how you rearrange it; no matter how you solve it. Turn it into subt…
RABBIT TRAILS in the Texas dust. We’re flat in the dirt so we can poke around down there with a long st…
What is the truth, and where did it go? Ask Oswald and Ruby, they oughta know. “Shut your mouth, ”…
I know what you’re thinking. What could this story possibly be about. Let me catch you up. First of all, you’r…
She came from the south, wearing a bright red dress and carrying a light blue backpack, weaving through the well-worn…
Justin Hudnall, the founder and director of the San Diego-based performative writing-and-reading collective So Say We…
messages from below the radio signals emanated from the depths commuters puzzled over the whistles and …
Joy Damiani: If You Ain’t Cheatin’, You Ain’t Tryin’ (and other lessons I learned in the Army) Available on Amazon i…
There was a heavy snowfall that February night in 1946. A six-year-old boy watched from his bedroom window as the big…
Sadie was a do-gooder, someone who was aware of the deeply rooted systematic injustices that perpetuated oppression t…
He remembered that day. God, did he remember it! His worst day in a year of worst days, a day he’d spent the last six…
What did you do if you were deployed to Iraq or Afghanistan and believed the wars you volunteered to fight were uneth…
When the goddess cries out,
her voice is a mountain against
the fighting. But the old soldier
keeps…
They sent us home from school early because of the snow, just hard little flakes at first. I didn’t look in the garag…
To some people outside our circle, Charles Rist was seen as a saintly hero. Charles Rist, our grandfather, was a famo…
Ravensbrück did not fall from the sky. It was planned. It was built. It was managed. The only all-female concentratio…
It’s a commonplace that America largely ignored the long war in Afghanistan while it was being fought. Now, aft…
I swore I would never become a soldier like my mother. She called it a blip, a few months out of an otherwise enjoyab…
NAUGHT There is naught to be done for it: We are over As the ocean is over its attraction And is now crawling Back fr…
He was always a very sharp dresser. Firstborn child, he toddled around in a merino wool coat from Lord&Taylor and…
Dalton bought a used F150 in Kalamazoo with oil rig money and drove north to a trailer he owned south of Mancelona. I…
When visiting a friend’s grandpa, the Boy learned that the grandpa liked watching football games on the weekend…
Vietnam, 1969 The world appeared like a ripple in a puddle- a Jell-O jiggle spreading across dark green jungle water.…
In the cold autumn dawn shadows blanket Othello Avenue, the parked cars and vans little more than gauzy, damp lumps, …
The scored green vinyl seat inside an Air Force Bluebird bus at the base of the “Bring Me Men” ramp at the U.S. Air F…
I am in the grand room of the High Commissioner’s Residence in Manila. A crystalchandelier hangs from the ceili…
SOUNDINGS Things, your black b-ball shoes, loose-laced, open-tongued, curse one corner; your books, benched, t…
Our Folklore Long ago, you were molten rock, and I— well, I spoke the language of bears. But now that I have been out…
I can still see his smile as I settle into my desk and the normal morning wave shuffles in. First comes the pinstripe…
Missouri inmate Patty Prewitt has been in prison for almost 40 years. She is serving a life sentence for the murder o…