Pepito at Peace
The Nationalists nevermarched down Calle Margaritaeven when they took Caranqueno fascist boottouched these stones. Pepito sits on a white flat …
Tag: war
And we are human
we will step down when you have lain aside your armored vests and shown us you bleed too we will …
Yellow Headed Son
Good night to you my yellow headed son The scion of those long exploded stars. Who knows how many species …
Deadly Games
Please forgive them Lord I beg, they know not what they do, those monoliths, those cold eyed men who play, …
A Distant Bugler
Here in this quiet stretch of hallowed ground, the welcome sunrise warms me as I step past granite markers, kneeling …