(A dear)
On the way home from school, I was with a friend named Chris.
In 1973 the summer before going into 7th grade.
He divulged alone to me that his family was in the Mafia.
Around the corner and further down the block
man came at us with a gun. He yeld at the kids
across the street and fired
a shot into the air and went back inside.
And my friends’ families moved.