Missions shrouded by the dirt of truths
Release the willing
To coordinates unfettered by civil arms

They are mired by pitch
A pitch only lit by orders
A pitch only lit by unmarked boots

Shoulder to shoulder the willing tramp
they blend,
they propel
They unfurl their hearts and earthly shells

to a collision of unknown etceteras.


Kristin L. Wolfe is currently a freelance writer and instructor in SVA’s Humanities department. She is also completing an MFA in Nonfiction at Columbia University’s School of the Arts. She writes cultural pieces for various publications, book reviews for Publishers Weekly, and is shopping around a young adult novel called Sometimes Weeds Are Pretty.