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Canned Peaches and Jam

Lyle Estill

Theologians tell me that grief is the basement of the soul.

Got it.
My basement is full of Styrofoam cups
beer bottles and pizza boxes.
It’s a sweet place to watch the
big screen, play video games
and chill.

Theological basements are dark and watery and unpleasant.

Mine’s not.
It’s a recreation room with ping pong
and darts where I love to play lions with my
brothers on the linoleum floor.
Its puzzles and games and naps
and books.

Not sure why I brought Mom’s theology books home when she died.

Shrug.
As I read them last night I realized they
were written before dank was a good thing.
Before binge viewing and overstuffed incliners.
My basement is stocked with canned peaches
and jam.

If I could just find my way out of it somehow.

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