Art by: Joshua Caudwell

You will cry for
the things that
you never saw
coming. Your
solitary wound
will become part
of a greater
wound. This will
be especially
true in the
unfathomable
minutes that
lead up to a
tragedy. Until
we finally
understand, once
and for all, that
it was never
about one
person, or one
group; it was
always about a
collective
us.

|| G. Preston ||