Could Be Beautiful

One of the saddest gravestones:
"He died for the lost cause."

Good Bones

Life is short, though I keep this from my children.
Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine
in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,
a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways
I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least
fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative
estimate, though I keep this from my children.
For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.
For every loved child, a child broken, bagged,
sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world
is at least half terrible, and for every kind
stranger, there is one who would break you,
though I keep this from my children. I am trying
to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,
walking you through a real shithole, chirps on
about good bones: This place could be beautiful,
right? You could make this place beautiful.

Maggie Smith (b 1977)
in Good Bones, 2017

See also Dark Days
and Mayday Mayday

Good bones, right?
The Jordan Gilmer House
built in 1806 for Jordan Gilmer
by an apprentice to Thomas Jefferson