Family Shooting Poems

This would be their special time of year. Cold air fiercely bites; the yule season is here.

She recalls how they adored trimming the tree.
She's angry;...

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We arrived at the beach at 2:45 in the morning…why, you ask, at such an early hour?
because that was the best time to see shooting...

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Another shooting
more innocent children dead
  guns for everyone
more families left grieving
  NRA now lobbying...

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Oh shooting stars, 
I wish 
I could fit in
I wish
I could listen to all of those throw pillows
"Love yourself"
I wish I didn't compare myself 
To...

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Abuelita's shooting cactus desert beauty, beautiful array of amarillo flowers budding.
Daring to touch one of it's prickly thorns. Abulelita's old school charm shakes her bony...

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