No one deserved to be
shot in the back
like the way they did my little sister
She murmured lullabies patiently
carried torches for people
closed their eyes, dropped the bag, in her hands
She never knew she had a heart
it was big and hot and dangerous
(No one thought to teach her how to use it)
"It's all so selfishly beautiful"
as she walks beneath handbags
and mortgage and the cadence of November
She finally shed life away, its
shrapnel such a
weight Brought her back to
quiet towns and
words
She made it back to the city
and fell underfoot
Could not bring herself back up to speed
What would we be without all the
world's burning little fools?
She came home.
She walked downtown to the family store
opened it up and hung a sign on the door
said,
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