Mother's Day

Taking pause to smell a rosy bouquet at Madame Tournet’s flower shop, he did not see the city bus whose driver, suffering seizure, careened through his florist’s storefront. It barely missed fourteen year old Shannon, soon mourning her father’s death. Various shards of broken vases, stems, thorns, petals sprayed with blood… have forever marked marble floor tiles, in memory, this Mother’s day.

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