Shots Fired

Photo by Redd Angelo on Unsplash

The wrinkles on this shirt tell the story of a struggle.

Its collar,

Stretched too loose,

Unable to maintain its original shape.

Forever changed.

Blood seeped into the fabric,

A sleeve drenched in tears.

A mother's attempt to wash away the memories... 

But the guilt remains.

1pm on a Thursday,

He never made it to math class.