Writing

Sat down drew

on a piece of paper

the land

we knew.

Sat down drew

lines between

us

----

them

it's a squiggle here

decided,

the river's clear

ly a bound

We went to Montreal recently 

On a school trip for our band. 

We almost didn't have a performance to go watch 

Or a friendship concert with another school 

Give the lights a sickly yellow glow

Let me reflect 

The scribbled-on stall doors and brightly-colored posters

Framing her face, to remind her 

It wasn't hot for once. Ohio remains hot every summer but the night seems to be like cold water poured over a fire pit:

the heat lightens up but the smoke of it hangs in the air, the remnants of what it was before.

Every 

word 

you say has the power to 

alter the 

world,

every sentence has the power 

to 

create 

and 

destroy,

every paragraph has the 

I know how willingly you sacrificed 

My dear, it was not necessary 

You will regret it one of these days

What made you do it?