Names.
Name
After name,
After name.
Each one
A life
Unfulfilled
A story
Untold.
Ethched forever
In silent stone.
The Wall. . .
Written after my first “Rolling Thunder” ride to the Vietnam Memorial in Washington DC.
The Wall. . .
deliriousgirl, 6 months ago
Profound and sad. So fuckin true.
jen
Michael J, 5 months ago
Jen – I started the ride having a good time with friends, but then started to hear the stories, and when I first saw the wall . . . I lost it.
It’s so overwhelming. There are no words that can ever capture what is felt when you stand on that ground. . .