I sat on the deck
Watching afternoon merge with evening
Looking at my tablet
Listening to Pandora
Reading a book
Trying not to be eaten by mosquitoes
I’d put two citronella candles out.
I looked up suddenly
The moon was a whisper
A curved wisp
Golden against slate.
I thought of you.
Earlier your picture popped up on facebook
Your twinkling eyes, challenging, giggling
Your lips curved, so ready to laugh.
I thought: what you’re missing.
They tell me that it was four times, maybe five
Does the last one count?
I didn’t know.
I guess I thought you were like me
A survivor through all life could offer.
I don’t know how our lives compared and does it matter?
The last time I saw you, I was different, you were different,
I thought, at last: sisters.
Your world spun out of control
If you weren’t so far away.
But, maybe you’d have admonished me
You had before, a drunken bitching
I shrugged it off
I shrug lots of things off until I can’t anymore.
You apologized the next day.
It meant the world.
All I ever wanted was for us to be friends, sisters.
We could giggle together.
But in a hot bath with tablets you evaporated.