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For K. Ward

from Rank Ephemera by Sold Kingdom

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For K. Ward

I don’t know anything, just
Hyattsville’s a DC suburb,
With more than twenty thousand.
And your campaign website’s still up,
And it’s very calm and no frills,
Sensible yet empathetic.

You were forty-four, which,
As I draw closer to that number,
I realize is a weird one,
When a person’s still full of youth,
But it’s eclipsed by society’s demands,
And the salt flecks in the pepper.
(And I read you were a grandfather.)

And forgive me if this next part
Sounds in any way presumptuous,
But as someone teeming with multitudes myself,
I think I recognize
That maybe you were
Not easily pigeonholed in several ways,
Which tends to make certain people less than thrilled.
And it’s not easy for me,
So I’m sure it wasn’t easy for you,
But times a gazillion.

And you took on more responsibility than you had to,
Presumably to improve a life or two,
Which I’ve always felt was some combination
Of noble and insane.

The last stop was a park,
Which strikes me as both
Public and removed -
Like the lone sensitive
Intellectual in a crowded room -

And that’s pretty much all I can
Reasonably say about you,
I hope you wouldn’t mind,
Just felt like I had to.

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from Rank Ephemera, released February 7, 2022

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