Goodbye Kristine, We’ll Miss You Always
On 26 January, my little sister Kristine Polastre passed away. I’m devastated and feel like every moment that passes is harder and harder. I will be practically MIA for awhile until I am able to breathe without feeling any pain. I love you so much Kristine, and I hope to see you when I one day am gone. Anie and I will always feel a void because without you, nothing feels right.
Here is something I wrote October that describes exactly the way I feel about her: My Sister, My Soulmate
After great pain a formal feeling comes–
The nerves sit ceremonious like tombs;
The stiff Heart questions–was it He that bore?
And yesterday–or centuries before?
The feet, mechanical, go round
A wooden way
Of ground, or air, or ought,
Regardless grown,
A quartz contentment, like a stone.
This is the hour of lead
Remembered if outlived,
As freezing persons recollect the snow–
First chill, then stupor, then the letting go.
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