On the notes in my phone
I keep a running list
of the questions my sisters ask me
the ones with legs
ready to take me somewhere
a place I didn’t know was there
or maybe a place I didn’t want to go
these questions with legs
they’re not sure where we’re going either
they don’t have a roadmap
or the answers hidden in them like treasures
they don’t presume to know
where we’ll end up
after all is said and done
these questions my sisters ask
the ones with legs
standing there with me
ready to run