My maternal grandparents arrived in America
on a ship built in the same shipyard as the Titanic.
All these years later, white judges in black robes
are still pondering who was ultimately responsible.
Sometimes they burst into tears, sometimes into laughter.
Often they slurp Chivas Regal straight from the bottle,
and when they do, destroying angels clink glasses.
Howie Good is the author of THE DEATH ROW SHUFFLE, a poetry collection forthcoming from Finishing Line Press.