“He was one of the first American prisoners of war I saw… His legs were messed up badly from one of our hand-made mines. A piece of metal was still lodged in his head.” Story of the Week (April 4), by Khanh Ha.
“The crowd stood, eerily quiet, gawking at the headless body doused in blood, tottering like an effigy in the cart as it creaked along.” Story of the Week (September 13), by Khanh Ha.