the american shredder
“Guns don’t kill people”
What do you call the bullets
Shredding through fluid flesh…
“Guns don’t kill people”
What do you call the bullets
Shredding through fluid flesh…
I open my phone again And it glares back at me
“School Shooting, Six Dead” Three kids
Three teachers…
December 14, 2012. My house was dimly lit and quiet as I was waiting for my mom and grandmother to return home. We were heading to a basketball game at Fremd to watch my cousin play. I still had homework to do although it wasn’t a lot; I was only in fifth grade. I had […]
Continue ReadingIt was the coldest day in the year, the darkest day. I was waiting for the readings to begin. The heater was groaning, trying to keep running, and people were talking and laughing with each other. This is the time when we know everything, and my friends and I are not excluded from this knowledge. […]
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