Friday, March 23, 2012

SIS

she is my sister
though I seldom speak of her

we grew up apart
in the same household

she did things
I never could

ate beetles
like crunchy granola

trained brown recluse
spiders to be more sociable

shot the dark sides
of everything in photographs

drove a locomotive
off an acrylic painting

when she swore in German
dogs followed at her heels



About Michael Wells:
Michael Wells is continuing to explore loopholes in mortality through publication of his poetry.  He is a native Missouri poet, married, has four grown children, too many pets and is the biggest San Francisco Giants fan living outside the Bay area. His work has appeared in various print and online venues including  The Rockhurst Fine Arts Review, Right Hand Pointing and Rose & Thorn Journal.

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