On December 1, 2001, my husband stood on an unfamiliar street in the heart of an unfamiliar country. He had just turned eighteen and his life was shit. He just wanted a little something to numb the pain. This was the place to be, he was told. Here was the action. By day, a bustling … Continue reading When Terrorists Die
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When Conflict Strikes Its Weary Head
So this guy walks up to another guy at a bus stop. Guy at the bus stop is on his way to a rehearsal for some sort of theater group…he’s creative and fun that way. And this guy likes to let loose because he lives in the heart of a conflict and it’s good to … Continue reading When Conflict Strikes Its Weary Head
Lion Man
It's hard to form the words, ignite the flame of remembrance when my memories are few. It's hard to eulogize a man I barely had the chance to meet, but that one last time, the last of a handful of times, I think I may have seen the lion man. Sharing a beer together, watching him watch all … Continue reading Lion Man
As The Candle Burns
My mother calls and brings it up before I do. “It’s tonight…I’ve been thinking about it…remembering….” I choke back a sob. “Yes. It is tonight. And I’m sad…” I fall apart. I tell her the thoughts I have. She listens, she shares and she hurts with me. I feel something shift. The depression lifts and … Continue reading As The Candle Burns
Flames
The flames are dancing again. They sway softly, reaching up just enough to reveal blues and greens before settling down into the rhythm of orange fused with a yellow-white, burning my eyes as I stare. There is a sudden leap in my heart as one little flame tries to escape and jumps off its wick … Continue reading Flames
Colloquially Speaking 