Sunday’s quiet
was broken by
six bullets, and fear.
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang…
Bang
My husband and I
held our breath,
waited for a scream,
but were smothered in silence.
Anxiously we walked
to the door, feared what
might appear through
the pretty glass of suburbia.
People were coming
through open doors
staring toward the west.
Hypnotized by questions
we moved as one until
we arrived at a corner home.
A house where Christmas
had been returned to the attic
was now rattled by a man
outside its walls who’d decided
to end peace with a gun.
©Susie Clevenger 2025
This happened across the street from my house.
A young man backed up to our neighbor's
garage door, and shot six times at a car
that was driving down our street.
We don't know the who or why of it.
We don't know if the person in the car
was hit by a bullet. Thankfully it was a cold
day in our neighborhood so no one was outside.
