Sabrina Reyes-Peters

On Grief

She held up the book.

“You introduced me to him,

when we read this book.”


“In this book, he spoke

about loving the stranger.

I took this to heart.”


“But, you turn your eye

away from him to say to

me: they aren’t welcome here.”


“In this book, he says

love your neighbor as yourself,

while you cry for singing,


“and cheer on those who

would murder folks in the street

and refuse the blame.”


She rips the book up.

Choking on tears, she says, “you

have betrayed me; I feel just

red, white, and blue death.”