Anniversary

At about this time five years ago today, I was waking up to a day as beatiful as this one, also slightly chilly, but by then, a whole lot of people had already died, and it pulsed a shock wave through the entire country, around the globe. This brough with it a shroud of numbness and pain and disbelief, which, for many, still hasn't completely lifted, and may never. Five years; I don't konw it that feels like a long time or not. Although the politicization of the 9.11, false yet frightening nationalism, and multitudes of trite linguistic treatments serve only to nauseate, they do not deny or negate the weight of the event. It's simply impossible to forget, and entirely deserving of memorial, in whatever form that may take for each and every one of us.