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YWP: For my older sister

Illustration of the Week by Katherine Moran, 16, of Bristol.

Difficult goodbyes aren’t reserved for empty nesters alone when a child first leaves home for college; they’re felt by siblings too, when the nest is still half full. This week’s featured poet, Max Wilson of Windsor, laments the end of an era with a sister who is sorely missed.

For my older sister

Max Wilson, 17, Windsor

You were brisk with your walking,

ignoring Oregon and all unsaid.

Before the goodbye,

I fell behind, admiring a slug,

knelt to let it crawl across my palm.

I imagined your toys,

dusty, in our attic of ancient things.

Your next hike was without me ,

for my stomach was slurring with slugs.

Alone, I lay in the van

and felt the slime inside me.

I should’ve asked you to stay.

Remember when we freed photos from magazines?

And taped models’ faces to the van walls?

It was our renovation, decorations.

When you could drive, we’d live in here.

If I begged you to stay,

we could play pretend,

be vagabonds;

all we’d need to know is the road.

We’d empty out the college textbooks

and use your bag as a boat,

floating forever

on the sea that sank time.