Thoughts

by Christine Bevilacqua

Red-stained streets on
fleeing roadways
Holding breath
under bushes.
Five hours of gunfire
targeting a
festival of freedom
and love.
Purveyors of hatred.
Carnage unleashed.
No elevation.
Leading to more cycles
of destruction
and death
Humanity denied.


Christine Bevilacqua, a retired school counselor, lives in a blue house in Staten Island with her two cats and her long term boyfriend.

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