anniversary

seagulls shat on both our cars

while we were inside talking

about our friends dying.

something untouched fell

from the wall, shattered.

I'm sure she was just saying hi 

I thought, our missing piece.

but I felt it all day,

the uneasy wrinkle, 

insistent tug.

a burst of light 

in my peripheral vision

later while alone,

brought another chill.

I stopped, noted the date.

perhaps it was a

warning.

Her Name Was Renee Nicole Good

Her Name Was Renee Nicole Good

Triolet

Her name was Renee Nicole Good, she was a loving mom, a poet

a wife, a daughter, a good citizen, a good neighbor, a good human being

She didn't have to die, shame shame shame, say her name her name

Her name was Renee Nicole Good, she was a loving mom

Shame the shameless who kill who gaslight who deny

Shame the shameless with blood on their hands who outright lie

Her name was Renee Nicole Good, she was a loving mom, a poet

a wife, a daughter, a good citizen, a good neighbor, a good human being

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January 7, 2025