Saturday, November 30, 2019

Trying a little discipline


my sister wrapped herself in all the family karma
(a psychic said within the womb, you think?)
she gulped the dark, as if the best chocolate
(like granny hid for herself)
she wore the garment drama
(a twin dressed in rainbow scarves on Mardi gras)
false joy, teacher’s pet,
a dare
there was no reward
but death
(the kamikaze suicide, the single car wreck)
I had no words 
but felt the blast of raw undress.

Mary North

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