I The campaign had been arduous. Years away from home had begun to take their toll. Mental exhaustion, low morale, desertion all had played their part in almost driving his army into anarchy, but here they were, the final battle. The concluding moments, making the journey worth it, fingertips grasping at glory. Of the thousandContinue reading “Homecoming”
Author Archives: SladeSkirata12
Dirt
Did you ever just feel the dirt beneath you? Rub your hands in it? Roll around in the mud as a kid? Of course you did. Like the song goes, “It’s red rust clay you grew up on”. Do you know how much a cubic yard of dirt weighs? Approximately 1 ton. Heavier than youContinue reading “Dirt”
Money
Today is the first warm day of the year, and as I sit in a job site trailer staring through the tiny window into the mudhole that is our Newark project, I find myself day dreaming as I often do. Mixed thoughts of different days, what could have been, what should be, and sci-fi adventuresContinue reading “Money”
The Wellerman
I need to preface this entire piece of unrefined literature with a statement of fact, I fucking hate Tik Tok. Out of all the things to come out of 2020 this is the second worst thing next to a global pandemic. Hours upon hours I watched my girlfriend, coworkers, friends, get lost in rabbit holeContinue reading “The Wellerman”
What Brings Me Here?
Well is that a hell of a loaded question huh? I’ve often asked this myself a thousand times over, through my short existence on this massive rock floating through space. As you’ll eventually see, it wasn’t any one thing in particular. I always had a massive imagination as a kid. For eons army men, LegoContinue reading “What Brings Me Here?”