A pigeon could deliver a letter, so maybe a pen could shoot a gun.

guns don’t kill people, bad people with guns do. *poem.

photo by Liam Kevan on Unsplash

FedEx friendships walk
wisps into the shipping
house–Indy, call a name
and we will be by your
side in the night, riddled
by the bullets flung by
those among us drowning,
opening package after
package packed in
hoosier hospitality–your
peaceful essence is in there
somewhere, fighting for
breath…