…for the victims of the Oakland fire on December 2nd
The ghost ship sailed off the end of the earth
Thirty-six souls aboard
Fire spreading in the cabin
Heaps of trash floating on the seas
The flotsam and jetsam of
Electrical wires washing to shore
Thirty six souls
One a 17-year-old student
One a young singer in a band
Poets, musicians, teachers
Sons and daughters
Collectively, we grieve
The child’s first words, their first step, the first time they rode without training wheels, birthday parties, holiday photographs.
Memories clutched to the heart.