Good, Poet

Today’s post was inspired by the recent killing of Renee Nicole Good by ICE.

Dearly Departed,

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Stranger,

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Neighbor,

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Mother,

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Friend,

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Poet,

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Dear Renee Good,

You deserved better. In life. In death. And after. But especially on the day you died. Because you were alive. And I don’t need to know your favorite coffee order, or what time of day you typically liked to write, to know that. I also don’t need to know what your favorite sweater…