Wednesday, November 25, 2009

the one with the collar, part two

another day with the collar on
another day at court with someone

i can't get over my hatred
of that place
and yesterday afternoon
certainly did not help

greengirl texts me,
soon you will hate
putting on the collar, too


is that what i want?
to hate the collar?

i decide:
i'll keep wearing it today
to grab a sandwich and
read my novel in the back booth

to go to the revolutionary meeting


to go have a beer
with my favorite revolutionary

i remember advice
from my therapist
after the arrest

do something life-giving
with these same folks
who were dealt death
associate goodness
with their faces

so: a beer and chips and salsa
and laughter and plotting
the anti-imperialist softball team

associate goodness
with this collar

coming out of the restaurant
we run into a homeless guy
cheerfully staggering down the street
asking for change

for once i actually had some
and dug in my pocket
my favorite revolutionary did the same

he kind of dips his head,
says, "hey! minister!"
"you got the collar and everything!"

for a split second i think
and then

"That's right," i say,
"this pastor's been
a busy girl today"

and put my change
in his hand

we head down the street
as he swings his arms wide
and hollers
"God bless everybody!"

"And you too,"
I holler back over my shoulder.

part one is here.


  1. Beautiful!

    I have been thinking of you so much lately. I could see your face very clearly as I prayed this evening--meditating, breathing--praying that you, that I, that all of us would know we are not alone in this good work even when it seems like so much is against all that is holy and loving and kind.

    I love you and your collar.

  2. Thinking of you and the difference you make in the world.


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