Tuesday, November 5, 2013

One Wish

"I stood looking at him like watching someone sleep and then turned and walked out of the hut. Rain smelled of wet ashes and coals and the charred smell was in the air and followed me through the forest and I kept walking in the pitch dark until I came to the bomb craters where we had buried our comrades. I stood over the rim of a crater, looking down into the black pit, until my drenched body and my head went numb."

October 2013 Issue

Friday, November 1, 2013