July 22, 2025
I am upstairs, watching from the window.
A dozen men in matching t-shirts carry big white sacks filled with the remnants of another family's life.
From here they look like ants carrying crumbs back to the hive.
Sack after sack, overflowing with pink toys and playthings.
Two weeks ago, they had an orange paper on their door.
Today, their lives are being thrown away.
It was never meant to be this cruel.
