August 14, 2026
You’re a threat heading off to school
with your wide-eyed innocence caught on film
Phones mistaken for guns
Kindness mistaken for rage
You’re a threat for being in the way
August 10, 2026
In your little hands, you grasp dandelions
Blowing them apart, letting them sail in wind
Your laughter follows as each little piece
flies far from your fingers, floating to the sky
July 21, 2026
Living with you is living in a burning tower
Smoke billowing out the windows
as flames engulf all we built together