This poem is not a happy one, but it expresses (almost) everything I have to say about gun violence in our country. As of May 28, 2022, there have been 216 mass shootings in the United States.

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216

It’s strange.

Strange how your thoughts and prayers do nothing

even as you speak from a podium. 

(but perhaps that’s the best place to hide

behind false gods and monstrous laws.) 

Go on–pray for the victims of the red, white, and blue.

Mourn on Twitter and offer platitudes to the brokenhearted  

so you don’t have to do a damn thing

as you collect money and power and votes 

and watch your people die.

(one day we’ll realize

it isn’t strange at all.)