I remember it like it was yesterday
even though it happened in a time before memory
the mall was full of people
and they all crowded in a circle
the police broke through and I glimpsed her
laying, head cracked
the white tiles covered in thick crimson
she jumped, they whispered
and I wondered if she thought she could fly
instead she hit the ground, eyes open
hair stringy with already drying redness
she was young, fairly young
how young is young enough for it to be a tragedy?  
my aunts pulled at my shoulder
my older sister wrapping her hand in mine
we took refuge in a Hallmark
and now, so many years later
I still think about it
I can still see her in my mind