Brian Satrom Viewing Reagan's Casket

I want to believe in America. I’ve always

wanted to believe


completely, without doubt. But what I keep


returning to, what I’ve experienced,

thought, felt, ends up


sounding less like belief, more like loss,

desire. Even in your coffin

(strange, my disappointment


that it’s closed) I’m sure you’re looking at me


sternly, disapprovingly.

I don’t know why I’ve come.


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