The Sunday Poem
"I don't know why they shot him. He was only helping."
No.
In the face of death—this death, the killing of Alex Pretti by federal agents in Minneapolis—a manifest and unadulterated rejection is all I have to offer.
No to a world without Alex.
No to the agony and sorrow his parents and all who knew him are suffering right now.
No to our own federal government and its highest officials, spreading lies and hatre…
