Tarin Kowt Air Field Uruzgan, Afghanistan 32°36’15.2”N 65°52’28.9”E She struggled with the angle of the hand mirror. Cutting off the tattered bits of flesh on her throat. It was her fault, and she knew it. But a dog only has a few options. She had to go for the throat. It was important to clean … Continue reading Just a Girl (5) – Horrors of War
Just a Girl (4) – Horrors of War
Tarin Kowt Air Field Uruzgan, Afghanistan 32°36’15.2”N 65°52’28.9”E Its yellow eyes stared at her from the gate. “That dog makes me uncomfortable,” Lawrence said to Casta. “Fuck yeah, look at this bitch,” Casta laughed strolling over to the gate where the dog sat, quietly watching them. Lawrence would have preferred they finish their walk and … Continue reading Just a Girl (4) – Horrors of War
Just a Girl (4) – Horrors of War
Tarin Kowt Air Field Uruzgan, Afghanistan 32°36’15.2”N 65°52’28.9”E Its yellow eyes stared at her from the gate. “That dog makes me uncomfortable,” Lawrence said to Casta. “Fuck yeah, look at this bitch,” Casta laughed strolling over to the gate where the dog sat, quietly watching them. Lawrence would have preferred they finish their walk and … Continue reading Just a Girl (4) – Horrors of War
Just a Girl (3) – Horrors of War
Tarin Kowt Air Field Uruzgan, Afghanistan 32°36’15.2”N 65°52’28.9”E The ground had a heat to it, crunching under her paws. She didn’t like how the burnt, curled plastic crackled with each step and burned her nose. But there was food here. More importantly, she was less likely to be attacked by villagers. Aside from the daily … Continue reading Just a Girl (3) – Horrors of War
Just a Girl (2) – Horrors of War
Tarin Kowt Air Field Uruzgan, Afghanistan 32°36’15.2”N 65°52’28.9”E “Congratulations, you’ve been promoted.” The young corporal said. Yelling across the plywood terminal. A confident, boyish grin on his face. His arms raised with excitement, like he had scored a goal. Who is he talking to? Lawrence looked over her duffel at him, confused by the outburst. … Continue reading Just a Girl (2) – Horrors of War
Just a Girl (1) – Horrors of War
Tarin Kowt Air Field Uruzgan, Afghanistan 32°36’15.2”N 65°52’28.9”E The sound of sniffing woke her groggily. Through the haze of her splitting headache, she heard it. A large hound ran its cold nose over the open spot in her black burqa where the blood had collected. Drying over the last few hours, she had been lying … Continue reading Just a Girl (1) – Horrors of War
Night Terrors (4) – Horrors of War
Enemy He coughed, the heat stung his eyes, and smoke choked his lungs. His shoulder struck the locked door. It shuddered in the frame, plywood shaking and groaning. Growing dizzy, fire crawling over the floor and snaking up the walls of the small bunkroom. Struggling to breathe, his legs getting heavier, he slams into the … Continue reading Night Terrors (4) – Horrors of War
Night Terrors (3) – Horrors of War
Bodies A howling scream rattled him awake. Disoriented, he nearly fell out of the chair in the command room. What was that! He sat up and stumbled forward, his feet moving before he regained his balance. Checking his pistol was still on his hip, he opened the door. The iPod played quietly a ragged whisper. … Continue reading Night Terrors (3) – Horrors of War
Night Terrors (2) – Horrors of War
Dig “And you knuckleheads didn’t think to tell me?” Gunny sighed deeply, stretching his arms into the air, trying to wrap his head around what could be happening. “We weren’t exactly sure what to tell you,” Marshall replied. He leaned back in his chair. “It was easier just to tell you that we were doing … Continue reading Night Terrors (2) – Horrors of War
Night Terrors (1) – Horrors of War
Falling Away from Me The skin had peeled back, the muscles gray and rotten, leaving only the bone on the last digit of its finger. Through the dark, it reached out with a groan, followed by another groan, moan, and exasperated exhale—the slow, overwhelming, grasping, clawing, howling horde. “We have to move,” Gunny Dos yelled. … Continue reading Night Terrors (1) – Horrors of War