The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 5

by Beth Brower

It’s not only the faces on the battlefield that tell the story of war.

His words fit the night between us, as if they’d always been in existence, unspoken but waiting.

“No one warns that you can be ripped, joint from bone, simply by staring at a box, simply by holding a bit of earth in your hand.