The hills through Central Belgium were cold and quiet. The line needed to be held. I could feel the evil stirring in the night.
From the North Sea to Switzerland we kept the Nazi’s at bay. Small pockets of soldiers would arrive now and again as if they were cattle testing the electric fence. I lay [...]
The Boy and the Rest of His Life
The Young Man and the Funeral
I have searched up-ways, down-ways, side-ways, back-ways and front-ways for the meaning of my life. I have found little evidence that I will ever find that meaning. My past has only shown me hurtful things in my life and my future lay as a blank as a brand new three subject notebook. [...]
Old Man and the Cigarette
Bald and bow-legged the man walks down the street. His old steel-toed boots dragged across the ground. He had little hair, long and scraggly on the side, and the top of his head was completely bald. Two sweaty pieces of hair attempt to cover the baldness above.
The man stops and waits a moment and turns [...]
