Freedom Fighters

Freedom Fighters

They are coming.
And they are young.

They are yellow and red,
white and pale.
They are black.

Blue.
And they are coming.

They are green as olives,
adding their numbers,
subtracting their numbers.

They are gung ho.
And they are coming.

They are brown as nuts.
They are multiplying,
subdividing.

They are young.
And they are coming
home, one piece at a time.



Selected Works

Poetry
For The Eighth-Grade Girl Writing Love Lyrics
Chautauqua Poetry Contest Finalist
On Being A Farm Kid
A tribute to land and those who honor it
Life Drawing Class
view from a model
Freedom Fighters
a poem about soldiering
Orange
A whimsical look at the art world
Fiction
The Dresser
This excerpt from Gahl’s first novel was a Glimmer Train finalist in the Very Short Fiction competition.
Short Story
Almond Joy
A story of a very bad break-up
Dancer
A one-night stand between an overweight dancer and a disc jockey creates some serendipitous issues.