Tag Archives: Gunfire

Nothing Has Changed

I first posted this poem here at Flowers for Socrates in 2015. Cataracts of blood have been spilled since then, and still, nothing has changed. Move on, nothing to see here – just another mass murder in America. To read … Continue reading

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Word Cloud: GUNFIRE

by NONA BLYTH CLOUD GUNFIRE Someone picks up a gun and points it, At some famous face they think they know, Then pulls the trigger — The bullet nicks the heart of the world And we all bleed. Someone picks … Continue reading

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