we shared barracks, canned guavas in sub-zero climes…. We argued on things of no consequence to pass cold nights…. We fought shoulder-to-shoulder now he rests on my shoulder voiceless, lifeless… his weight feels like life weighing me down I’ll never look at life and death in the same way again strong, but ephemeral intense, yet … Continue reading Shoulder-to-shoulder
Shoulder-to-shoulder
