we’ve never met…
but I know you…
in the way grief…
knows the feel of incomprehensible loss
in the way mother…
mourns what should never be stolen
in the way poet…
aches for words that will never be shared
you will not be forgotten
when they open their mouths…lies spill out…
and we will shout your name
when they spill hatred in the streets…
we will shout your name
when they try to repaint reality…
we will shout your name
and when we sit…
in the stillness of solitude…
we will whisper your name…
and weep
Renee Nicole Good
Willow, this had me tearing up. This struck many chords.
My daughter and I were up much of the night following the murder, crying and holding each other. She was only a couple years older than my daughter. And the evil took her from her rightful place in life. Silenced her words. Stole a mother, a daughter, a sister, a wife. That can’t be returned. But we can keep her name alive in minds.
Brilliant and sad.
It’s a dangerous time for American citizens,especially those that dare to be different or decent.
Truth in a few words.
This is an appropriate piece for the times, but sadly it’s going to get so much worse. So many more of the defiant ones will lose there lives for freedom. But when you don’t know history it’s bound to repeat itself, maybe Revelations saw all of this.
I agree. It’s going to get much worse. They worst kinds of people have been empowered. ICE is officially the death squad for those at the top.
Powerfully penned, Willow. A heartfelt tribute to a fallen sister of the pen, but most of all a mother and a human being taken from her child and loved ones. It’s fucking disgusting behavior by a bunch of twisted fucks who aren’t qualified for the job and looking to spill innocent blood. I truly don’t recognize this world anymore. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
I wish I didn’t recognize it. These are the same people who were once shamed and termed as criminal for their actions. Now they work for the ultimate evils. Corruption has the reign now. But we’ll take it back. In all likelihood, it will take a war or two to get there. Thank you, my friend. We’re all feeling the pain of such a senseless act. We live in a lawless land now
The best poem on her I’ve heard. This is very moving Willow. I can only hope to write like this someday.
Thank you so much, Tim
Such a brilliant and touching piece Willow. As many said here, this is going to get worse until someone or many revolt and fight the opposition. November elections are so very important! Until then, be alert and one step ahead of this ruthless, tyrannical dictator!
I agree. This is not a time to turn a blind eye or put your head in the sand. The things happening…insane. Minnesota is my home grounds, so it hit hard when they waged war on my people first. They’re not done. Only the beginning
This hurts in the quiet way that lasts longer than outrage. You’re not trying to explain grief—you’re standing inside it and letting it speak for itself. The repetition of “we will shout your name” feels like a vow, not a slogan, and the turn from shouting to whispering at the end is where this poem really guts me. That’s the truth of mourning: public rage fades, but private grief keeps breathing. This is restrained, honest, and necessary. Keep writing like this.
I have no words to express my gratitude on this comment. Thank you so much for feeling where this piece came from
A light removed, undeserved. Regardless of her motivations, none of it warranted a death sentence.
A wonderful, albeit bittersweet, write, Willow.
Thank you
This is a very scary time. I think we need to be sad, angry, but also hopeful. And also most importantly we need to take action. This is a fight for humanity. We will lose friends and we will be called names and some of us will die for our freedom. But every Democrat needs to understand this doesn’t change without voices and voting.
Great poem, friend.
“Some of us will die for our freedom…” my daughter and I have been having these kinds of conversations. I have family members who just want to keep their heads down and not make a fuss to avoid notice. If we all do that, who will be left to defend and fight for what should be an inherent human right? I can’t even tell you how many pieces I’ve written in the past year about it. Thank you, my friend