Sunday, March 25, 2018

Concrete Poem

Two Lucky Ones

we   have been
together   since the womb
one zygote   split into two embryos
so tightly bound   together unformed limbs
kicking against the   uterine walls of our mother
and each other. as we grow   we continue sharing: beds,
food, clothes; same voice, same   laugh, same crooked teeth
simply conveyed by meeting eyes or   unusual posture. I read you
like an open book, and I know you   do the same for me.
some people spend their entire   lives looking for
soulmates in lovers or   loyal friends;
but i am one of the   lucky ones
I was born   with mine
my     twin.

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