Keep Moving toward a Perfect Union
Twin girls
Aquatic pair.
Strangers.
Swimming
Side-by-side
Sipping sap.
Doubles
No yolks...no chick
Cherry portion
Belly to belly
School and home they
Talk and play. Freedom
Separates them in-two-way
Mom knew XX were
From XY…asking not why?
Cords snipped,
doc slapped, towled
and wiped.
Separated,
Each.
Each.
Friends
Each holding
up her end
July 21,2006 [reedited]
Almedia S. Knight or (ASK
After a little chat with Kamille one of the twins, later, she ask me to
Write about what we’d talked about. Here to you: Kamille, and your twin Kayla:
Nine months you shared the same little
Embryonic pond nourishing the same sweet sap
Not once did you fight…so why now?
Love.
Grams
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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