Our Last Days in Country

A young Marine on being eighteen and deployed a few miles from the D.M.Z., meeting girls and waiting for ghosts

Photo: U.S. Army/Flickr

By Curtis J. Graham

Everyone was named Katie here. The girl in leggings grinding on Overberg’s lap, the one Trumble was standing behind with a poolstick, the ones holding weak drinks and dancing with each other…

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