1
During Hurricane Katrina, my sister
in the Hospice bed on St. Charles
refused to take off her high black lace-up boots.
2
My sister on morphine, invited me
to share her Hospice bed, only one chair
in the tiny room with a cross on the wall.
3
My sister, so beautiful when she laughed
even the old pilot on the flight to Zambia fell in love.
Collage by Rebecca K. Brown
Smoky Quartz 