Today, my son, you ate two toasted wafflesas the early light came upoutside our windows.Two waffles and four strawberriessteeped in syrupand as you went off to finishgetting ready for schoolI thought of the four teensshot dead in Michigan,Madisyn, Tate, Hana, Justinand what they had for breakfaston their last morning of school. I thought of theContinue reading “For Madisyn, Tate, Hana, and Justin”