barry

barry got shot. down 5th street. we read it in the paper the next morning. at school word was he got between some shady people. got in over his head, as they say. had extra counselors for the grieving. i remember sean and casey being sad. most of the people were. i wasn't. couldn't figure out why. barry was dead and i couldn't care less. summers of camp. pond fishing and rock skipping. me and barry walking the riverbed. but now i couldn't muster a tear for him. couldn't shake a fist. couldn't do nothing. barry got shot. but what about me?