Nine: A Poem

Because 9-year-olds were murdered this week and why is this America's "normal"?

perhaps i should write something ubiquitous
leave blanks
fill in names
photos
for the next time
bullets leave
dead 
children
perhaps i should hold my son

perhaps i should put my cheek to his nose
leave space
feel his breath
still here
for the next time
bullets leave
dead 
children
perhaps i should just move on

perhaps i should keep working
leave grief…