Her sister was dying of cancer,
a thousand miles away. She had
no way of getting there and
time was short.
Feeling helpless, she took a bus
to the clinic in her town. She’d
never been. She volunteered;
lifting strangers out of bed,
cleaning their bedpans.
At lunch she rubbed their
arms in the courtyard; helping
where she could.
She did this for days and one
of those days, while she slept on
the ride home, a stranger visiting
someone else propped a pillow
behind her sister’s failing head.