Battlefield

The bombs come at us in droves, the sound deafening. I run across the field dodging bullets and falling bodies, the few men alive still in agonizing pain. Our trench is ahead, and I just need to get there.

Another round of gunfire and screams echoing across the battlefield. My heart pounds heavily and I find it difficult to breathe.

A bullet knocks my helmet off and I’m unprotected.

Someone yells cease fire, grabs my arm, and throws me to the ground. The gunfire has stopped but we’re crawling.

A few feet and we make it safely across.

For now.

From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher

Life’s Surprises

I’m walking along the parks path and the sun is so hot, sweat drips down my neck. The trees are full of sparrows chirping in unison, and the benches are full of elderly men reading the newspaper or just staring ahead. One man is eating chips and crumbs stick to his mustache. I chortle and move along. Mothers with children, some eating ice cream, drop sprinkles on the ground and the ants come in droves.

It’s days like this I don’t take for granted. Life is full of surprises and I never know what will be, once I start radiation.

From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher