Day 13: Across the Road


standing at the window

with a book in my hands

I watched all of you

get out of the car

counted children and adults

marveled at how so many

fit in such a small space

knowing that I couldn’t

do what you do

and stay sane


but the amount of screaming

that speaks of practiced

controlled rage


I wonder

if you’re going

to make it

or

how little

you care

about if they’re

going to make it

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