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Parkland

By Bruce Bond Poetry

The shooter was a loner—they always are—
but to the bullied and confused, he just
might be the one who understands . . .

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Behemoth

By Bruce Bond Poetry

When photos of a million horrors
made the papers, a million eyes stopped
and stared, the way a glass of water stares,
and the railcar around it coming to rest.

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