by Jerry Wesch | May 14, 2022 | Poetry
The Monster In the Museum of his healed-up mind Is a DCU-clad Monster, covered up with blood and gore In a glass case neatly labeled: “Break In Case Of War” By Jerry E Wesch Psychologist,... 
by Lori Shupp | Mar 25, 2022 | Poetry
Scars I couldn’t say what was wrong. When the pain became too much and I became numb, I cut my flesh to make the blood come. It was a scream. When I writhed in pain without sound, The blood spoke for me. The only witness.... 
by Tom Puetz | Jul 13, 2015 | Post Traumatic Growth
Meditation was difficult In the past. My quiet mind was soon filled with memories of combat. The shamanic practice of watching animals without judgment or expectation trained me to observe myself in the same way. Quietly observing animals heals the psychological...