Erinyes

Emmalee, my girlfriend,
Full of sass and gaga,
Wearing mismatched socks and mini-skirts,
Pushing Bitsy in baby stroller,
In pink, plastic Barbie heels.

Evelyn, my sister,
Full of wonder and emotion,
Pulling paper rolls and two-liter bottles
From garbage cans
To rebuild the Universe inside her soul.

Elanor, my redemption,
Full of righteousness and indignation,
Retreating within her infinite mind
To books and loneliness of swingset,
In persistent contemplation of Truth.