"Two Sisters Flying a Kite" by Pamela Allen

You swiftly drift ahead on an updraft.
The spars of your clavicles get smaller
and daintier through a cruel trick of perspective
while the hanging strap of your backpack
waves a lazy goodbye.

A kite can't fly without its tether.
So, you may see one hand of mine
leading out some slack,
but the other holds, white knuckled,
onto the string.

Bio: Wendy Cluff Cristofolini is a wife and mother currently self-employed as a transcriptionist. She fell in love with poetry in the first grade after purchasing a book of children's poetry from Scholastic Books. Although she finds all kinds of poetry exciting, she is currently studying and experimenting with tanka, an ancient Japanese form.

Contact Wendy Cluff Cristofolini at cucunest@sover.net