Eight years ago we were in Mexico when it happened. For an anniversary trip. This year, we're on the emerald island. But I remember and there is something strange in being among strangers for whom this day is just another day.
I had a college job that involved going through the major attack location on a regular basis. It was always so busy and lively there.
I paused on the ground floor
as the people bustled by
in a place that is no more
where the towers stood so high.