for all those missing and murdered
Come say hello, women. While the veils are still
thin, we welcome your presence, no longer missed
but present, with all the disappeared you stand for.
As if you were in the prime of life now. As if
your daughters bloomed full-grown around you.
As if your mothers were crying delighted tears.
And if you were here to see what has changed
and what has not, would you hide your eyes in
shame for what has been done, what has not?
Come into the light and tell us how you are. As
if you have life beyond what we recall or remember
before this dark December claims its own again.