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July 9, 2017
Immediately
Birdie knew something was wrong
The neighborhood was sick with sour milk
It tasted like atrocity
Black and white cruisers
In every alley, on every block
Cops throttled their steering wheels
Choking on sadness and horrified
Even the Jump-Out Boys had blistered red eyes
Urgent radios crackled frantic codes
Chopper blades pounded the air
They were looking for Gabriel Cardona
The fucking degenerate pig
Pierced a ten-year-old girl with pike and wrath
We used to see her a lot walking Birdie
She lived about a block away
Playing outside
Happy
Before
She was rushed to the ICU
Before
That Sunday
She was raped
We were skirting a little wooded area
When we met, he had a dog too
I can recall how his face looked
In perfect surgical detail
When he told me they got him
His granite eyes were blurry and exhausted
He brutally raped a little girl
He said brutally again
And again, he said
Brutally
I may have said it loud… then, and again
Maybe someone left flowers on his mother’s doorstep
They probably sat there for weeks
Trampled and dead
He can’t sit alone forever
Someday a lady in black will come
Taking him to the shadows
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