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Everyone has a Sept 11th Story here


I watched the disaster from the bus

coming into Manhattan to work

and the glass separated us

from the fire and the ash but not from fear

and people on phones were saying war.

It was, but later and we were the fire

but none of us wanted anyone to be hurt

and we helped each other, running, crying,

looking for our loved ones and a way home

walking with people we met only today

barefoot on a path that seemed forever.

I found my children at the sitter in the Bronx

watching the disaster through TV glass

as a repeating loop they never forget

in a world that never seems safe

no matter how we try to justify or remake it.

–Sept 11, 2012