Wind’s War
A blustery day of early Fall, a war ‘between wind and trees The broganned breeze trumps boldly into strip the mottled leaves Its icy fingers grab and pull with swirling,…
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Lost Children Archive by Valeria Luiselli
I am probably just one more person shouting my opinion into the void on this matter but I’m going to say it anyway: Lost Children Archive was robbed of the…
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Blue Butterflies
The war ate the 14-year-olds. Such were the days, when young boys wielded swords and died on these dusts. Politicians, drunk in the revelry of power and greed, sent more…
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Winter Warriors
I have examined the night sky. Seen appear the moon, stars, and meteors. During winter’s freeze, Orion, lost in Crete, stands tall, his belt tight, against his waist, hosting the…
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A Woman Is No Man by Etaf Rum
“No matter how many books you’ve read, how many tales you know, believe me: no one has ever told you a story like this one.” It is 1990, in…
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Wicked Saints by Emily A. Duncan
In the direct aftermath of completing Emily A. Duncan’s debut novel, Wicked Saints, I must admit that I am battling between two opposing schools of thought. However, before I delve…
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Dream for Peace
I always have a dream Flowing into my veins like a stream Throughout my life I wander about Having deep faith to reach it, no doubt I always keep it…
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Resistance Women by Jennifer Chiaverini
Resistance Women is a well-researched, compelling novel that details life in Germany from the late 1920s through World War II. Since most World War II novels mainly take place during the…
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The Last Year of the War by Susan Meissner
The Last Year of the War by Susan Meissner is a poignant, informative novel that highlights a little mentioned, shameful piece of American history. In 1943, fourteen year old Elise Sontag, her younger…
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I am the war she talks about
We don’t talk about our dark days. Of all earth’s lush night plant life, you choose to call the girl with war in her mouth and bullets for dialect by…
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Lest we forget Grandad’s dog, and other stories
I remember the feel of his fur, and can almost remember his smell. Standing next to him was amazing. He once stood up with me on his back. Grandma came…
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Martial Warriors
As the northern breeze passes by the men in green spurt Through the wild trees, Some in anticipation, Some in trepidation, Striving to attain a single goal; To serve their…
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