A Letter to the Homeland After Various Tragedies

July 18, 2013

America, are we becoming more real?

Will we know pain

And therefore notice

More sharply the unnamed colors

In the sunset over the mountains

Or the gleam of the local deli’s countertop

And pause in wonder

At the beauty and ache of it all?

Our children dying

Huddled  together and terrified,

We never really knew

That could happen.

So we let it happen

There and there and there.

But here on our shores

We have stubbornly refused to acknowledge

The fragility of our bones,

The death of our pet goldfishes,

The fear that others

Have long called

Fate.

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