When I flew home on leave some lady in an airport told me I was lucky we were pretty much done fighting over there. When I got back to Alabama everybody was still shopping and laughing like nothing ever happened. I’d say something about being in the Army and someone would inevitably thank me for my service, but they couldn’t tell me anything about Afghanistan, or the war, or what I was doing there. What the fuck were they thanking me for?… more
Tag Archives: War
Gordo on the 4th of July
FICTION by William GatewoodAn idea I’ve been mulling all night catches and burns through my stomach.… more
An Uneasy Heaven
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Matt Briggs“The nearest pizza to Heaven can be purchased with an American Express, Discover, MasterCard, or VISA at Messina’s Restaurant? in the Cressona Mall in Pennsylvania… more
A Three-Legged Table
FICTION by Cully Perlman“Their mother hadn’t wanted to go to the hospital, and no one made her. She had gone in a number of times, bad outcomes all… more
