Beautiful Wreckage by W. D. Ehrhart

Beautiful Wreckage     What if I didn’t shoot the old lady running away from our patrol, or the old man in the back of the head, or the boy in the marketplace?   Or what if the boy—but he didn’t have a grenade, and the woman in Hue didn’t lie in the...

The Bodies Beneath the Table by W. D. Ehrhart

The Bodies Beneath the Table                                                               Hue City, 1968                                                             (or was it Fallujah,                                                             Stalingrad, or...