Poem: The River

A river flowing, rushing by, As I stood on its bank and watched, The waters rage while in my mind, One daring hope fought fears of loss.   And there around me riverside, A crowd of faces just like mine, Too jealous to enjoy our sleep, Too safe to spend our borrowed time.   But... Continue Reading →

Short Fiction: Flashback

“Huh... I never noticed that before. See up ahead where the river makes a sharp bend? There’s a hill up on that bank, covered with trees. See it? I’ve seen it before… only not here. The Mekong. Just like that—the river bend, the trees. A hundred clicks north of Nha Tau. It’s funny the things... Continue Reading →

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