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Redell Olsen, Mixed Media Collage, 2020
The sound of a siren cuts through grey.
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A threat that is real and unreal.
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We might breathe it in. We might breathe it out.
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Our children are potential killers.
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We cower from the fence in the yard that separates our house from the next.
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All suspends in this solution of distance.
Nothing will ever change, everything is changed.
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Float.
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