[Ink]

I know there aren't too many poetry heads here... But for those that are..

There was no calm before it happened.

That's the sign they tell you to look out for in school, a
sudden calm that follows the sadness.

Like the jolt of a sailboat, following a
gust of wind.

No,
if calm followed sadness,
like politics after school
shootings,

then calm would be thunder
and depression would be light.
But we
never
make that association.

So it seems to me, they've got it all wrong.
There were no signs.
And we certainly cannot make sense of this now.

We stared at her wounds for as long as we could
bare.
And could not see what was beneath them.
But that's the job of a

Band-Aid.