By Zach Schiralli
Green walls, cracked frames,
Two chairs in the corner,
Two friends sit with no names,
Paper on the floor,
No one at the door,
Morning is warm,
Window open, breeze blows,
Two chairs filled by bodies,
Two friends with red clothes,
Note on the floor,
An open drawer,
Day is hot,
Door open, Shocked face,
Two chairs hold victims,
Two friends in death’s embrace,
Letter on floor,
Tears flow more,
Death is cold.
Zach Schiralli
I was born and raised in Enfield Connecticut, but never really felt at home there. I spent 4 years in the Suffield FFA chapter exploring the state and country by competing in various career development events. I went to the National FFA convention twice as a competitor in Louisville, Kentucky. I volunteered at the Edmund Niles Huyck preserve for three summers and helped research the natural world. In my free time I like to build computers, write, play video games and hike.