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A psalm of lament

How long, O Lord?

There should be hymns in the air on Sunday,/The children laughing at school on Monday.

A poem for the fallen.

In May, I loved Unmasked: My Life Solving America's Cold Cases by Paul Holes.

In April, I loved True Biz by Sara Novič.

In Kharkiv fields sunflowers grew/Before the tanks came rolling through.

Who tells your story?

Why should they lie, open-eyed,/Beneath an unforgiving sky?

In March, I loved The Tobacco Wives by Adele Myers.

If I should die, do not say this of me.