“The Tale of the Two Deaths”

written December 4, 1996   I had known the outcome of my incarceration the moment of my capture.  Being an officer of higher rank, I was relegated, along with several of my comrades, to the fortification of Los Cuevos.  At the the sound of those words I knew my fate my secured.  Los Cuevos was…

“Alone- A Poem”

written December 3, 1996      Hark–who is there? The night dark Your form I can’t see Though I feel you near Long I watch, But nothing stirs Hark–who is there? Come and show yourself So that I may be relieved. The stillness is unnerving Though I keep reassuring Myself that I am alone. Hark–…