Money

a lump

in the rainbow

agent orange

Your civilian lawyer, considered one of the top legal minds in the state, would not have blessed your case with more than a random glance if not for the international flavor tempting his scholarly palate.

Someday you’ll tell your grandnephews and nieces another story concerning the learned man. His unsteadiness the day he discovered an amputation of the truth and the arrangement for its prosthesis. A generation of American veterans was expected to swallow a lie and a million Vietnamese children were abandoned. The day your venerated barrister quietly questioned his honorable profession.


Ken Olson lives in the Pacific Northwest. Since 2013 his poetry has been published in Haiku journals in the U.S., England, and Australia. In 2019 & 2020 Ken has published several Flash Fiction & Nonfiction stories.