For Melyda Corado and all the Others That Left Us Far Too Soon

The news headlines are bleeding as still another gunman brandishes wide-awake nightmares. Bullet songs cut the air, steal blood and breath from the innocent. So many lives lost from all this senseless violence. We count the body bags backwards from infinity. Yet again we’re shown how love’s alphabet is fragile, can be so easily scattered. Once you manage to pick up the stray letters, sometimes the only word left: heartbreak. The trick is to swallow the sorrow, yet somehow extract beauty and meaning. Today a kiss, tomorrow a tombstone.

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