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...
by nikkilynpugh | Jan 18, 2022 | prose
In July of 2020, I had a vision. What occurred was actually not a vision but something else altogether. It was tangible. I could feel and sense it viscerally, so much so that at the moment I was afraid to touch what was manifesting before me. I felt that the fire may...
by nikkilynpugh | May 23, 2021 | poetry
Winding Whooley LaughingFighting We are vines reaching Towards the sunWe are hands reaching For new fresh wine We are wanting To stompAnd snort We are vinesReaching For the son. We are new wineWe are fresh leavesWe are grapes pickedWe are dewWe are rain We are...
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