Sabrina Reyes-Peters

On Grief

She held up the book.

“You introduced me to him,

when we read this book.”

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“In this book, he spoke

about loving the stranger.

I took this to heart.”

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“But, you turn your eye

away from him to say to

me: they aren’t welcome here.”

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“In this book, he says

love your neighbor as yourself,

while you cry for singing,

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“and cheer on those who

would murder folks in the street

and refuse the blame.”

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She rips the book up.

Choking on tears, she says, “you

have betrayed me; I feel just

red, white, and blue death.”

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