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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