“it felt appropriate” by Michelle Brinckerhoff

that I fell in the muddy grass
while walking in the light rain
to my grandfather’s casket
at the cemetery

my stupid heels dug into the earth
and my ankles wouldn’t cooperate
down I went
nylons, navy blue dress, and all

I am always awkward
even in grief
it seems there are no exceptions

still he loved me this way
he taught me to laugh at myself
to shake it off
not to take life too seriously

to tell a story and make moments
of potential pain something
to share
something to smile over

so I do
I smile through my tears
and bow my head in prayer
not to the god he believed in
but something divine nonetheless

I don’t think he would mind
but I say amen just in case
it feels appropriate after all