by nikkilynpugh | Sep 23, 2023 | A Soldiers Diary, prose
In this moment, Robin’s heart is filled. She does not know anything now but Abba. She is forever on his shoulders, looking at the horizon line, the mass of tents and flags. For this day, she has come. All the other days and nights do not matter. All the scary nights,...
by nikkilynpugh | Jul 23, 2023 | A Soldiers Diary, prose
The doll with the X’s for eyes. A long shift and an open mouth. Comes from the shadows. Walks towards me with arms outstretched. Her shift turns from white to pink to light blue at the bottom. Her tiny feet shuffle as if someone is pushing her, holding her shoulders...
by nikkilynpugh | Jun 15, 2023 | A Soldiers Diary, prose
Holy spirit I receive you as my comforter and my shield. Thank you for being my total protector, my comforter, and for the cross where I send all of the manipulations of my body, mind, soul, and spirit. Where I come clean and am made whole. I saw a sheath, like a...
by nikkilynpugh | Mar 24, 2022 | A Soldiers Diary, poetry, prose
I saw the square peg in the left side of my neck, on the back between where the curve of the neck goes into the skull and the top of the shoulder blade, just below the hair line. It looked like a thin, malleable metal, like aluminum. In the middle was a square...
by nikkilynpugh | Mar 3, 2022 | A Soldiers Diary
Why A Soldier’s Diary? Have I ever put on fatigues and fought an enemy? Have I ever gone through boot camp, crawled through a fox hole, or crossed enemy lines? No, I have never done any of those things in the natural. And I don’t claim to know a thing about what those...
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