TURBINE | KAPOHAU

KERRIN P SHARPE

 

sister

 

she skates to Reverend Mother’s funeral
her skirt turns like a windmill

the lake’s frozen
the nun’s fingers frozen
on the same Hail Mary

her hair waves like corn
hair she later carries to Court
in plastic bags

                          fallen as ash
from her burnt scalp

soon she’s radio-active

her throat grows thorns
or scar tissue or tries
                          to close

on the lake she grows
as light as her hair