Thirty-three (Day 23, #NaPoWriMo 2013)
Thirty-three
By Hannah Six
Twenty-eight are silent in Newtown;
Five more this week in Federal Way.
But you can't look into my background.
Twenty-eight are silent in Newtown.
Don't ask me to put my name down--
My rights are protected by the NRA.
Twenty-eight are silent in Newtown;
Five more this week in Federal Way.
(Today's poem is a triolet.)
