Wendy Sloan
is an attorney living in New York City. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Iambs & Trochees, Measure, Blue Unicorn, Mezzo Cammin, and The Raintown Review.
She was a finalist in the 2006 Howard Nemerov Sonnet Award Competition.
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The Two Sisters
She still forgets to lock her kitchen door.
A life-long habit doesn’t go away
though no one comes to visit anymore.
In time for morning coffee, or before,
her sister would come over every day,
so she forgets to lock her kitchen door.
On summer days, they’d munch the sour store
of gooseberries, and dish the hours away.
But no one comes to visit anymore.
It’s over seven years now since they bore
her sister to the cemetery bay.
Still, she neglects to lock her kitchen door.
The oven’s cold now, and the soiled floor
can go without a washing one more day
as no one comes to visit anymore.
And whether they will reach that shaded shore
or meet only in visions, who can say?
She still forgets to lock her kitchen door
though no one comes to visit anymore.
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