Writing

No shots were fired

No alarms blaring

No sirens

But the gun was loaded

and it was lunch

And there were so many people

i mean it's not calm but the first five minutes

of chorus when everyone is cascading in

through the too-small doorway are my favorite & we,

always the first to sit down,

cluster & converse about

What makes me stop and wonder is how are we even here? 

How am I even writing this?

What miracle allowed us to come into existence?

Better question, why us?

Why not the sharks, the birds, the insects?

As cold Winter's grasp begins to fade,

Blossoms bloom in vibrant shade.

Birds sing and chirp as they dance and dive,

Creating a symphony of nature's harmony.

 A time of growth and renewal divine,

I am from 

My hip-dysplasia harness and 

My teddy bear blanket 

I am from my dog that always slept beside me 

Even when my parents locked the door 

For the last four months since I lost my job, me and my daughter, Willow, have been living in the abandoned parking lot where the old Merry-Go-Round store used to be.