a terrible gulf consumes the future of so many in moments avalanching down a fearsome slope. paralysis, disbelief, tears.
she held up a sign in the crowd so far away, like crowds that gathered everywhere this week. her sign read: "we are together" and we are the whole world.
they called into that dark void, that sweeps away souls with fire and forms a fist of hate. they called for justice yet, had there always been justice, there would be no void, there would be no fist, there would be no hate.
