So I was away for a bit on a trip and while I was away I finished some poetry. It’s been a few days but I suppose I should start posting it here too. This one’s pretty dark and about tragedy, what at the time I was writing it was the most recent shooting, the shooting in Buffalo. There has tragically been more shootings since then and I’m just sorry I didn’t get around to finishing this sooner but I feel it’s still important to share.