We shared bottles
\nwhen we were three.
\nWe shared a bed
\nuntil we outgrew our space.
\nLife never divided us
\nuntil school was done.
\nUntil there was only one
\nchair available.
\nOne place on a payroll.
\nOne girl who would
\nanswer to her name.
\nTime became a different
\ntime on a calendar.
\nA bond separated,
\nno longer flesh and blood.
\nAges become existential places.
\nCan I go with you now, my twin?
\nWould our mother know us now?<\/p>\n
My voice no longer sounds like you.
\nCome see my place in the world.
\nLook as far as you can.
\nHow much forgetting do you see?
\nWhere are the mountains
\nwe would travel to?
\nThey\u2019re gone.
\nOne seed,
\ngrew as two.
\nHow many dimensions
\nlive in a soul?
\nI picked up pieces of myself
\nalong the way.
\nWhat am I now,
\njust pieces?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We shared bottles when we were three. We shared a bed until we outgrew our space. Life never divided us until school was done. Until…<\/p>\n