Written for: Sunday Muse #227
"This week is a double theme. It is in tribute to Queen Elizabeth II and American Chess Day is Sept 1st. I had some chess moves in images saved for one week. So here we are! I also know that this weekend is the 21 year anniversary of Sept 11th. My heart goes out to the families and friends that lost someone that day. I will never forget that day and where I was. If anyone wants to share about where they were that day when they heard the news, I would love to hear your story."
stuck on bus
at mouth of tunnel
because dog refused to come in.
I'm staring out window at Building One where I work.
Flames in the air crash into my building. I watch it crumble kicking dust in the air.
We stare. Bus stops. I would have been at my desk.
From seat, I see Building Two burn, collapsing like a cardboard dollhouse. For days I check listings.
I stay glued to TV set, waiting. His name does not appear on list of people found alive. I see other names of people I know–gone. His body is never discovered. At funeral, a picture stands on an easel.