Why did it make me think of you?
I cannot get the picture of out of my head,
You sitting on the front steps with your friends,
laughing at the ignorance of her letter as you read her words out loud.
She was naked then, without the shade of your mercy… Or pity.
She is naked still.
You will find cool water there, when you arrive at the place of forgiveness.
The days pass, my sister.
Sit on the front steps with your friends and read my words out loud.
And if they laugh they should know that the cool water is waiting there for them too.