children's playgrounds become crime scenes bound in yellow plastic tape swings creaking in the empty breeze horseshoe pits wrapped in black plastic body bags rebar stakes through their hearts the baseball diamond empty no one to spit or slide the basketball court stripped naked the only shadow, the metal bar not holding its basket white picnic tables and no ants enough dust to scribble the names of the absent on a beautiful sunny day
Susannah Perillat is a graduating Senior at SOU in the Creative Writing Program. She continues to explore the possibilities of pictures telling a thousand words and short stories or poems as a cup of tea moment.
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