Secrets

Secrets A child in thought is how I most remember myself. A child talking little, thinking a lot, afraid a lot. Loving peace and quiet, hating when he comes home sick. Not understanding her when she rattles on in a language that seems to be English but somehow isn’t....

Your Worst Nightmare

Your Worst Nightmare I am your night mare bitch in heat   volcanic ash   budding embers laying-low until next time. Dishes   pots and pans full food cans flung across the room puts ‘I love you’ to the test. Do you pass or fail to see the light of day each time   you...

Capture the Flag

Capture the Flag  is a fun kid’s game. I’ve also played it with 20 men on opposing teams in the Canadian woods. If it were only a game, that’d be great. Regrettably it reflects life in the so-called real world. Winning trumps resolution. Lets break...

OM OM and OM

I read somewhere that God created us in Her image. Omnipotent: Her influence touches all life on earth and beyond. Omnipresent:Her presence is everywhere at the same time. Omniscient: Her knowledge is beyond our comprehension, so why bother to define it? Christ says...

War Game Memories

Imagine peering into black, hearing cans jangle, leaning on the M60, sweating bullets, knowing some little fucker is going to slip into the bunker and slit my throat. I got through another night unscathed. Yeah I lived in a 2 man bunker with a brother from...

Kid Talk

It’s a winter’s night in our 13th floor bedroom. Both windows are wide open. The room smells like urine. We shiver from the cold. One cot mattress is wet and leans against the wall, so it will dry quicker. Both sides have been eaten through by too many accidents. We...