Colors. I know people have died trying to protect it. It’s a sign, a symbol, an insignia. You can display it, fly it as a flag, and you can even wear it. And when you wear it, you can die…
We Weren’t There
We weren’t the first ones and we won’t be the last either. Only we know exactly what we did. Whether what we did was righteous or wrong, we wouldn’t admit it. There we others like us, they were from other…
The Look of Experience, the Look of Burden
We were told that we’d be meeting up with the oldest and the most experienced team of the company to back them up in an attempt to take down a rather large heroine production operation out in the high lands,…
Tears for Bullets
I wish I had the talent to be a baseball player. They say there’s no crying in baseball. For that matter, I wish I had the talent to be anything other than what I did. Maybe a chef, a carpenter,…
I Am Mud
It’s raining like I’ve never seen before. Makes Texas rain storms look like spring showers. It’s hard to believe rain drops could be so huge. I’m balls deep in a leech infested mud puddle the locals use for some sort…