Two Black SUVs Rolled Into My Aunt’s Backyard

tried to jump down and landed in flood-soft ground wrong; Sandra took his knee sideways and the weapon spun under the van.

Everything got loud then.

Pierce shouting.

County sirens finally near.

Kessler spitting mud and trying to turn his face up toward the house, still trying to perform for an audience he couldn’t see.

“Tell them,” he wheezed. “Tell them continue reading …