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24 July 2008
Verse Portrait 26. Sister
we were already friends. Became
allies – against them.
You taught me to smoke:
puff, cough, sip raspberry cordial,
lie down dizzy on your bed.
We escaped to Melbourne,
you dragged me from studying to parties:
dancing in the dark to Nat King Cole.
Later we hosted children’s birthday parties.
Always talked for hours;
literature and theology, with coffee.
Wish you weren’t dead.