Marked Themselves Safe

My feed fills
with lives still being lived
in my hometown
Forgotten friends
Faraway family
letting me know
their hearts still beat
their lungs still breathe
In this nation
unified
by how much we bleed
babies meet bullets
among pictures of summer
fading into fall
A notification
from our new natural disaster
Someone with a gun
marking us
unsafe


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