Poems

Poem

One moment they were there and we were having fun
Now they've disappeared, every single one.
I don't know where to go and I'm feeling rather scared

Poem

All you see is outside me: my painted smile,
the rosy-posy shell, the fluttery eyes.
A butter-won’t-melt-in-my-mouth-type me

Poem

Here
We Are.

And we are living.

Isn't that amazing?

How we manage 
to be
at all.
     
 

 

Poem

Slurping up the last of my frozen yogurt,
I overhear someone say,
'Being a Simese twin has got to be
The Worst
Thing 
Ever.'

Poem

I am on the bathroom floor
screeching,
Tippi shaking me back into the world.