Tagged: sibling rivalry

my six aunts and

my six aunts and
uncle gather around
grandma’s hospital
bed, allowing
the performance of
procedure to overtake the
art of living.
Their hands
are collectively
tied in the pursuit
of individual
blamelessness.

grandma looks
on, one against
six, a tube down
her throat, mindful
of cumulative losses.

as in every
situation, time
flexes its
muscles, taunting us
to hold on or let go
while duty,
devotion, and rivalry
measure us for both
.
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house-hunting when we

house-hunting when we
were kids, my brother
and i raced
politely through each
house, laying claim
to our bedrooms.
a year later, we
developed secret
knocks along the
wall between us
to say
are you awake?,
goodnight!
yesterday
when we returned,
knowing that we were
a knock away
from one another
was restoring, the
only requirement
for making a house
home
.
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