On Names

Her name was Grace

But she had none

Her name was Hope

But she had none

Her name was Daisy

But she was allergic

We should named her Paul -

That she wouldn’t have married him

A tobacco-chewing jigalo

Who treated her like trash -

We should have named her Solomon

For a little bit more wisdom -

We should have named her Destiny

That she might come out on her own -

We should have named her summer

That she might

Shine so bright

And never give into the cold, hard

Parts of life.