I.

She wrote of a titan's fall
not on olympus
but in Brooklyn
She wrote
She made me understand
that event
and the extent of it
She wrote
and I hope
like Hell
I pray
I never pray
I hope
That she is still alive
Not only in words but in body
for how could such a modern 
marvelous woman
writer
sister
witness
Not survive this?
She showed me
I've never met her
She showed me
the art is not dead
and hope for peace is not dead
and we are breathing
"maybe hurting,
but breathing for sure"
she sings this to me
in black and white inside my head
In black and white there is division
and exclusion
Still.
Why?