Monday, May 23, 2016



A striped afghan
covers my living room chair,
pinks, browns, and yellows.
I remember when

my sister crocheted it.
Shortly after, she at 22, I at 19
settled in Lincoln, Nebraska,
a thousand miles away from home.

Years later, I told her I wanted
 her to will me her afghan
since it reminded me
of that phase of life.

The next Christmas
I received the afghan in a box,
along with a note,
“I plan to live longer than you.”

Thanks a lot, Sis. 

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