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Necessary Leave

The train wheezed and creaked to a halt. Michael stood and moved along with the others to the platform. Men surged towards the gate, and he…

" " A sailors reward "

When final taps are sounded,And we lay aside life’s career.

My Father’s Flag

Neatly folded into a triangle / wrapped in a plastic bag / sitting on the top shelf / of my spare bedroom closet / is the flag that once / …

Escaping Jerry

The occupiers had terrorised the islanders until they abandoned resistance, yet simmering resentment left them reluctant to cooperate. So w…

Miles Apart

And when I go to sleep / A rendezvous with you I keep!

Piggy Back

WHAT A GREAT STORY / B-17 Pilot Glenn Rojohn: “Piggyback Hero” / 2planes The following war story took place on New Year’s…

Covington Cross

“But the intelligence and planning, surely this is cavalier and unwarranted risk!”

I am that Blind Man: One Woman’s Story (Par…

It was 1965 and I was in 4th Grade when my mother, a World War II Army nurse, became concerned about the increasingly prominent veins she n…

The Crunching Leaves…

I stood there, / in the stark silence of night…… / I was transposing myself, / into a WWII, environment. / Yes, I had watched t…

Like a leaf

Silhouettes of passing figures wind between a web of streets / and under giant figs, / their shapes morphed in dark reflections / on the ag…

Silhouette

Listen: / This is the sound of your silent screams / echoing in the dark hours, like full / moons bursting in the night sky, flooding / the…

Cinnamon Red Memories

It had been two years, four months and nine days since Jack left for Europe. Charlotte puckered her lips in the mirror…

Flickering Lights- Ch 1

The gun bursts are much louder now and it is a steady bang of artillery smashing the ground and destroying anything in its wake.

Private Andrews

There was no sound, and the water the washed inside his Government Issue boots and socks, and soaked the bottoms of his dark pants, and mad…

Silent as Stone

My regiment the 8th was the first one on the beach. Let me tell you that ain’t nothin’ to be proud of. No sir. Not nothin’…

Untitled

Gunshots in the distance, / Screams from right there, / Yelling from the soldiers, / The sound of footsteps, / Patter, patter, patter, / Th…

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