child soldiers
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War Fragments
War is Cool
patrol 3: room
“Did we win?” I ask while the blinders keep my eyes focused on a computer-generated image of Cait Sith dirty dancing with Aerith, the standard treatment for “battle fatigue.”
patrol 2: 52 Card Pickup
On the Xth day of the siege—where X is a day that both me and at least one other person would remember the same way—shiny brass yelled at bloody brass so much that the walls shook.
patrol 1: reading Farmer Boy made me never want to read anything fictional again and this is the result
There’s a bunch of talk that overloads my care nerves. I’ve got APD. I listen for machine gun fire or my own name.
HOMEFRONTING
1945. Germany. You’re 12 years old. You and the remnants of your Flakhelfer unit are arguing over which is scarier: the war or the supposedly-haunted house you’ve taken shelter in.
Sound Bites
How many books have you read on milk?
a child soldier can’t even read this
a visual poem or some shit
Broken in Three Places
Somehow we were always expecting something like this, a strange wind off the Atlantic, moaning and cursing and full of old hurts,
Leagues to Migali
A child soldier carrying some heavy baggage endures the usual suspects—hunger, rape, and suicidal ideation—while on a violent quest to extinguish the dictator-witch responsible
Blood Magic?
To countdown to the #200wordRPG contest (which i’m unnervingly excited about), I’ll be posting a 200 word RPG each week until the contest opens!
Most players are boy and girl so