Flies

I remember catching fireflies in the backyard 

Growing up

In empty mason jars

And lifting them like candles to the moon

We’d set them free or, maybe, forget

Falling asleep

A life for every light snuffed out inside that

Lazy screened-in room

Shame - to think, we killed them.

Not because of what we did,

But what we failed to do.

In Memoriam // Leila Hernandez, Joe Griffith, Mary Granados, Edwin Peregrino, Rodolfo Julio Arco, Kameron Karltess Brown, Raul Garcia