Quiz & Quill

One body
then two—
two hearts are
harder to manage
than one. Will you forget?
Have you always been here
with me? It’s hard to see where I started
where you picked up— were our cords ever cut?
I have watched you, take your first
steps I kissed your scraped knees.
I am not your mother, does
that make me kind?
Will you forget?
I couldn’t imagine
not knowing you— I wouldn’t
be what I am without you. I am not
a mother, is it wrong that I won’t become
one? What happens when we are weird and adults? There is a way to be young forever, it’s by being a sister. When you are gray and I am gone will you
still lay on my grave as you laid on
my stomach? Will you remember
the songs we sang in this
house?
Will you forget?
The sound of
my voice.

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