each night
they sisters lie
side by side
on narrow beds
squabble fret
squirm protest
finally one
then the other
submits
two girls
breathing out
ink black clouds
pin-prick stars
private constellations
they wake at light
relieved
and irritated
to see each other
again
Oh, I really like this! Thanks so much for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteI adore your poetry. I really do.
ReplyDeleteI love the last stanza (is that the right word?)..."relieved and irritated". The essence of siblinghood.
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