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Ambushed Again (poem)

By Ken Sauvage

Ambushed again,
over and over again,
like Bill Murray in the movie Ground Hog Day,
for almost 48 years.
Bullet punch of grief,
tightness in my chest
like a collapsed lung.
The grief we couldn’t,
or didn’t know how to express,
except as more acts of violence,
now stagger me, randomly, abruptly
at the most surprising times.