thinking of those who are living the papers’ headlines today,
whose grief is being trampled and discarded by the judgment of a world
with too little imagination
to remember that even those who do evil are human too.

thank god we are not like them, we say,
ignoring the fact that we are,
in almost every way.

[and thinking today
of those i love
who are living their own stories of grief,
not to be told here,

and wishing, irrationally,
we could make a life
that somehow didn’t include death.]