9/11: Day Two Hundred Thirty One

And all I could think was how,

How their bodies looked small like dolls,

How they did not look real, falling like that,

With their blouses and pants and suit jackets

And skirts ballooning around them like parachutes,

As they somersaulted and cart wheeled in the sky.

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