existence becomes
a soft lens
a distant campfire
a weak cup of tea
no less real when we are
chest to spine
always simple
always being
always needing more words for
correct
right
mint
flawless
fitting
true
perfect
an endless launch
into shared egotism
It isn’t easy being a twin. Others considered us as one two-part person, while our parents saw, in our conspiring, four or more.
dark morning darkness woke up crying i now embrace the word should. it’s a simple truth. my dad should be with me on my
i lost you so suddenly too suddenly your blue eyes in a constant state of near tear because you loved life giving us so much
accessing my vision, mobility and life saving drug is a greater challenge than the MS itself. ONE .5mg pill / day forever or until it
your ……. face against the bruised air between my quiet mind and the raging storm …. panic .. desire …….. pain and wishful logic slowly …
