my mechanical appendage

2016-10-13T18:52:18-07:00By |Categories: Krista Denio|

I no longer carry the weapon I once thought of as a dear friend, an extension of myself that was intended for killing, yet kept me safe. I know this is not what many want to hear, but you must understand the context, you must understand war, not as a spectator in the audience, but an actor. Without my weapon I wouldn’t have survived relatively unscathed what I have exposed myself to in a theater of war. It is part