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| Image source: Boston University Facebook Page |
We were a river of runners.
Each one, a drop of water
poured over the finish line.
We found no respite or reward,
but only waves of wounds
crashed red upon the pavement.
Now we run with bombs
to throw at the tears,
to make them stop
being blood.
Sarah Edwards is a retired clergyperson, former runner, remembering....
