kids raze i don't know his name. i don't even know what he looks like. i've only seen the top of his head. i hear him in his back yard sometimes. coughing. belching. saying his dog's name when she barks at nothing. singing a tuneless lullaby to a clueless child. he yells at his kids. he's got two of them. a son and a daughter. gavin and clara. they're out there every day. screaming. squeezing off shots from their finger pistols. making siren sounds. killing each other. they don't know what death is. they think it's a game. time will rob them of their weapons and teach them the taste of fear. you never notice an empty holster until your life is on the line. 230527 ... raze i'm surrounded by people who parent the same way they care for their pets. 230719 what's it to you? who go blather from