
In Darkness by Andrew J. Belet
a hot wind smell of grease stink of sweat breastplate heavy roaring through valleys so majestic in daylight sun ominously splayed out an open door no feelings put away in a box forgotten unwanted …
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a hot wind smell of grease stink of sweat breastplate heavy roaring through valleys so majestic in daylight sun ominously splayed out an open door no feelings put away in a box forgotten unwanted …

Mike Zimbleman USAF at Liberty Bell Before Deploying to England 1967 Mt. St Helens from the same vantage point in 1975 and 2010
by Dana ZimblemanOriginally Published in US Represented How cool is it that one of my relatives helped save some of Europe’s most valuable art pieces from Adolf Hitler? But this individual isn’t the only human treasure in my family… Major …

Chapter 33 Tonight was the night. I was finally gonna do it. Tonight I was leaving Jonathan, for good. I didn’t pack anything because when I start packing, I start thinking. And thinking leads to panic. So all I did …

By Crista Hill Director, Veteran and Military Affairs McCord-Herbst Student Veteran Center University of Colorado Colorado Springs DeLyn Winters is the 2025 recipient of the Clancy Herbst Veteran Service Award at the University of Colorado, Colorado Springs. A longtime advocate for …

When you arrive at the Remount Foundation’s grounds, co-located at the U.S. Air Force Academy Equestrian Center in Colorado Springs, the first thing you notice is the serenity. Horses graze under the shadow of Pikes Peak, and veterans stand nearby- …

It’s the color that goes the most unseen It winds through the forest Yet it’s passed by every tourist “It’s just another color you see everyday, It’s too ordinary”, they say You see it everywhere, yet it goes unnoticed A …

A memorial poem to soldiers who haven’t returned home and people who have lost friends and family to suicide or forms of violence A candle burning Midnight moon returning A silent night concerning Racing thoughts overturning A candle burning A …

Gray skies stretch wide above us, soft and heavy, the kind that foretells rain but never letsit fall. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth–distant rains–and the sound of creakingleather with each shift of movement. My horse’s …