Category Archives: Poetry

My daddy wasn’t happy when he was drafted to Vietnam.he was 19. one of two kids from his neighborhood – Loma Park, on the Westside of San Anto – to come back.alive.he wasn’t happy whenhe knew he had PTSDand wanted– needed –help.the VA told him he was fine.when he went back 3 years later, insisting heContinue reading ““Happy” Veterans Day?”