May 25, 2022 Our flag slides down the silver poleonce againstopping halfwayagainits trajectory now rooted in its memory.This time it pauses and waversin remembrance of nineteen childrentwo school teacherstrapped and murdered in a classroom,each crumbling one after anotheronto the blood-stained floor.I see their photos, smile after smileon brown faces, white faces,hopeful faces,one child wears aContinueContinue reading “Half-Mast”
Spirit Reflections 