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Nameless Here Forever
Something in the manner the June sun slants through my bedroom window sears my heart.
It burns through, red-hot, singeing its muscles and sinews but not its memories.
For it was on a blistering day like this that terror, treachery, vengeance and death engulfed.
A whirling hate storm, sowed by unknown faces in unknown places, which ravaged my known.
We could neither resist nor understand these demons who killed without remorse.
Who left us with our dead, the dregs of our lives and nameless here forever.
My homecoming, ten years hence, brings deep summer sadness, which will remain within forever.
From Guest Contributor Chitra Gopalakrishnan
Homecoming Surprise
Izzy rubbed her protruding stomach. It’d been months since she’d seen him, and soon he’d find out she was pregnant.
Sam was on his way home, the war ended. Izzy prepared his favorite meal, lamb with cut string beans and mashed potatoes. The aroma of cooked meat and vegetables filled the room.
The doorbell rang and Izzy hastened to answer it. There in the doorway stood Sam holding a bouquet of freshly cut flowers.
Sam stared at her stomach. “Izzy, are you?”
Before he could finish the sentence, she pulled him into a hug and screamed yes, the meal forgotten.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Homecoming
Years of content memories awaited familiar arms. Angel wings brushed bedposts softly, listening for command. Good-byes graciously accepted. Passing without fear, anticipating this new journey, unknown. Each shallow breath now numbered, every fragile heartbeat heard. Yesterdays spent letting go of earthly things and people deeply loved. Words need not be spoken, it was understood. No sorrow or regret. She would miss them, but only for awhile. Withered hands smiled, soothing random tears. No pain present, peace her blanket. Voices heard yet distant, creased lips pressed in prayer. Fading eyes searched light, bent fingers directed misplaced hair. Would he recognize her?
From Guest Contributor Christy Schuld
High School Confidential
The quarterback, blonde, drives a corvette, announced, "We're going to decimate Bayside High at Homecoming." All the girls swooned.
The nerd raised his hand, "Actually, decimate means to destroy one out of every ten."
After class, the quarterback punched out the nerd in front of the head cheerleader. He then asked her to the dance.
The nerd was secretly in love with the cheerleader. He did her chemistry homework, hoping she would remember his name.
At the dance, the cheerleader realized that the nerd was actually the man of her dreams. They lived happily ever after, at least until college.
Genre: High School
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