A Sister’s Twists

She prepared me for the worst
omission of positives purposeful –

Saving me from disappointment
her justification for inflicted wounds –

Years, I’ve railed against her abuse
pointless since she’s long been a ghost.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

21 thoughts on “A Sister’s Twists”

  1. I think it’s the ghosts which are the hardest. Always feels like unfinished business in a way. Which, for me, is a problem. “Railed against her abuse…” – I get that exactly. Your poem expresses it so well. Gets right to it.

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    1. Thanks Heather. My oldest sister was a difficult person – like to stir trouble. I was from a different dad and I think she always resented me for it. Easier to bully the little than deal with the big.

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