Five elegies (Elegy 3: the younger sister)
a dress is not worth
so much as this.
the fight should not have happened.
cotton and stitch. But it’s mine after all,
I am not to blame. I didn’t tell her to go.
she had plenty to wear. So what if it matched
her gray sweater. I should have gone
like she asked. I should not
have been selfish. I unravel.