last night

Last night, I talked with my oldest son

about what to do in a mass shooting.

Take cover, if possible,

lie on the ground, face down

and play dead.

He’s eight years old.

And, for us,

for now,

life goes on.

Fifty-eight injured.

Twelve dead.

 

 

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