A kid I didn’t know committed suicide last night,
shot himself in the head on Asheville Highway.
Things like that, things that don’t happen
in our small town, they happen now. They happen.
We went into lockdown last week, huddled
in a dark corner, teenage girls giggling
because they’ve never been in the dark
next to a boy before. Things like disgruntled
parents waving guns outside schools. They happen.
Evacuated to the football field last month
because someone read on social media
that there was a bomb. An hour and a half
of instructional time wasted. Things like sad,
ignored kids posting threats online. They happen.
A girl cried on my shoulder because her boyfriend
hit her. A boy asked me how to get the girl.
One restraining order, a new seating arrangement,
and a group project later, girl + boy fall in love.
Things like that, good things, they still happen.
Sam Campbell, moriaonline.com, Spring 2021 April 26, 2021
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