You matter

 

WITNESSED IN MILWAUKEE

A little girl, handholding

Two possible mothers, sometimes lifted

By them off the street, shouting,

Louder and louder, “Black Lives Matter!”

Joyous, the way it ought to be shouted.

And a guy turning around, smiling,

Showing her his makeshift sign,

That reads, “You Matter!”

Eulogies

 

MUTTERED, NOT EXPECTING
TO BE HEARD

I write more eulogies than any-

Thing else these days, he said,

Adjusting his collar the better

To rest comfortably under his double chin.

If God is not dead, he’s on an extended sabbatical.