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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Patty Dickson Pieczka

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Another Shooting

Hatred cracks the air.
Three girls fall,
crushing their shadows.

As the afternoon splinters,
a sticky red angel-splotch
spills its wing
down the curb.

Evening cradles
the day's shards
in its arms,
bleeds across the sky.