It has taken me nearly two years to write three stanzas about an event that changed thousands of lives, including mine and my loved ones, forever.
This is Las Vegas, Nevada, and this is our home.
Overhauling All We’ve Known
False fireworks
Spraying ricocheting lead
Stealing lives
on a flawless Vegas summer night
Burly men with shirts off
Plaid tourniquets
Cries for help left behind
Painful guilt traumatizing futures
Liters of gifted blood
Strangers embracing strangers
Unfathomable disaster
Embroidering hearts, wrenching a city together
– Breelyn Shelkey
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thank you for remembering
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Can’t forget
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This brought me back to the moments when I was leaving the festival grounds after the shooting… I could not figure out why all the men had no shirts on, then I realized where their shirts were. I’ll never forget that moment, it was the moment I knew I could no longer fool myself into believing nothing bad had happened. Thank you, your words are moving.
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Their your words too 💙 hope you’re doing better after yesterday’s passing 🙏🏼
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