Maximum Point Blank

She woke me in the middle of the night. I was crying in my sleep. I don’t know why. I don’t remember the dream, but I almost never do. The disassociation of holding an emotion like grief and all of its effects without knowing where it came from is hard. You can’t understand it. You can’t...

Moody Pt.1

I landed in Georgia late on a week night. I had one small carry-on. A few changes of clothes and some toiletries. The bare minimum. There was no one waiting when I arrived. No one to point me in whatever direction I was supposed to head. I bought a cup of coffee and wandered the terminal...

The Baser Beasts: Pa...

The Baser Beasts: Part II A couple of the guys from Romeo thought it would be a good idea to pose with the dead kids and their dismembered body parts for memento photographs. I don’t know why people do what they do, but I’ve got some ideas. In Vietnam they made necklaces of ears and...

The Baser Beasts: Pa...

The Baser Beasts: Part I “No other woman in the world would put up with this shit!” “Go, then. All you ever talk about is leaving.” She left. At ten in the morning, whiskey is sweet like maple syrup. When I met my second wife she was young and beautiful. I was just back from the war, riding a...