Category: December 2014

Sanrinsha by Carolyn Roberts

burned tricycle from hiroshima musseum

I didn’t notice them gathering behind me until I heard a chorus of “Excuse me!” Five shiny-faced Japanese schoolchildren, aged perhaps ten or eleven, had arranged themselves in a neat line.

Honor by Reynold Junker

entrance to united states naval academy brick sign

…neither Roger nor I had dates that night. We’d spent the last two hours sitting in our skivvies underwear and robes in Roger’s room…discussing our almost-completed term papers.