WHEREVER I LAY MY CAP

They sat finishing their beers as the sun dipped behind the tenements. 'See you in the mornin',' said Malky. 'See you,' replied Frank. They would be up before the sun, dragging themselves back down the pit for another shift. A metal bin clattered. Angry voices came from a top floor window. That would be McPeters … Continue reading WHEREVER I LAY MY CAP

THE WAY ACROSS THE WATER

They called it a victory. It didn't feel like a victory to him. He had seen to much to call it a victory. The bombed-out buildings; the fighting; the gunshots; the gas; the bombs; the dead bodies; the dead soldiers, theirs and his own comrades; the bloodshed; the injured; the children crying in the streets; … Continue reading THE WAY ACROSS THE WATER