John Samuel Tieman: How To Tell A War Story
I remember the day Senior Drill Sergeant Rose lined us up in squads of eight. It was the first week of Basic Training. “Every single one of you is going … Continue reading
John Samuel Tieman: Editing
–for Denis Lane This other Nam vet comes to see me and wants me to see his manuscript. He brings this nosh, some bagels, so I say OK, let’s … Continue reading
John Samuel Tieman: Ghost Story
the starlings swirling and loud you’d think the years would put the thing to rest you’d think the words would hurry the drive to silence still it comes and goes … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Strophe, Antistrophe
When the men come down to the water they are ghosts, you can see their sorrow beneath the skin. They come down slowly, stumbling not looking where they put their … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Tet, 1968-2015, A Valentine
Clouds heaped three tiers high on the horizon. Lightning whitens the chambers tier by tier all the way up. And again. Thunder like arc light bombing and more flashes. They’re … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Letter
Deer hunters half whose energy is spent not shooting one another in these little scraps of east coast woods I see you going out before dawn in your camo even … Continue reading