In the Event of a Real Alarm

During Memorial Day ceremonies they talk of who fell in the past, and those yet to fall in the future. They don’t talk about the day the wars are over for good, because no one believes that such a day will come

Every year, I prepare myself for the sirens that sound on the days of remembrance. I plan ahead, to know where I’ll be when the siren catches me. Never will it catch me on the street with groceries, or in my underwear with the doctor. I will always be at home, or in my office, behind a closed door.