There is a fluorescent moment
after sunset
when spirits like to play.

Tonight my twin uncles
are all over my front yard,
playing ghost tag and basketball.

Karl, who at 18
jumped from the stalled car
onto the coming train.
Paul, who saw it all
and never was the same.
He just died,
age 91,
a bachelor.

They missed each other so much
for so long!

Karl and Paul leave behind
no children,
but they have nineteen living nieces
and nineteen living nephews.
Our families will fill the church.

Watch your front yards, my cousins!
The twins are making the rounds.