Dad said that Mom’s cancer is systemic.
Not like finding oil in your backyard
but realizing your whole neighborhood
was built over black gold.
Her well should have been good
for only five to 11 months. She’s still trickling
at 33 months and counting.
I’m headed over to see her with as many jars
as I can find. I asked my friends and neighbors
for their jars, too,
so I can pour her bright faith
into each and every one.