Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

We Barely Speak Now

We are identical twins
believing in none of the same things
as alike as a tennis shoe is to a tyrannosaurus rex’s jawbone

We used to play and laugh
We had a silent laugh that creeped out the rest of the family
It could last for a month or two at a time

But then one of us grew up, and moved away.
Became a political being, whereas the other one
does not remember half the time which one is a donkey

We are identical twins
who used to have a mother and father
who kept us together, in the same car, at the same church

We used to be together on so many things
Before I realized there are other religions and other languages
And before my twin forgot who she was and became a social media stirrer of trouble.

We barely speak now
When we do we are careful
She professes to hate liberals, and I am the most liberal liberal I know.
Luckily, I also know that she does not know what a liberal is.
Some people do not have to know what “they are” in order to despise them.

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Kyle Kriticos April 16, 2021 at 8:59 AM A very emotive write that draws the reader in! Well done my friend I hope there's a happier part two but we can only pray. Blessings ! Caren Krutsinger April 16, 2021 at 9:55 AM Thank you very much

Mystic Rose Rose April 16, 2021 at 7:27 AM it saddens me to know that sisters can get so far apart, it happens all the time more often then you know. Thank you for sharing your heart today Karen, Thinking of you, :) Caren Krutsinger April 16, 2021 at 9:55 AM Thank you Mystic Rose Rose

Quoth Theraven April 15, 2021 at 8:09 PM Caren, Alike as two peas in a pod. Albeit a very strange and wonderful pod. Ask any dog, he knows that both will play fetch. -Richard Caren Krutsinger April 16, 2021 at 9:56 AM This is true of one of us, but I am not that one

L Milton Hankins April 15, 2021 at 7:35 PM Caren, this is so sad. OTOH, I know how you must feel, because I am the most liberal liberal I know, and my only remaining sib is a fundamentalist Baptist preacher! I used to be a Baptist preacher, but I retired and gave up the whole mess. Now, I am free...and I am happy. Am carefully restoring a relationship with my brother, but it is remarkably fragile. I understand your poem perfectly! Caren Krutsinger April 16, 2021 at 9:57 AM It is so sad of course but in a way, it is what was meant to be. Situations are here for a reason, maybe it is to share or to give clarity?

Ilene Bauer April 15, 2021 at 1:19 PM you've written about this before, caren, and i find it so interesting and, of course, a little sad, how two people brought up together so closely can turn out to be so different as adults. i think your sister is missing out on much more than you are, but that's not only because i'm a liberal, too, but because you sound like so much fun to be around! Caren Krutsinger April 16, 2021 at 9:58 AM I am a barrel of fun and so is she as long as she is not on a political rampage, which is what her social media persona is all about. I asked her to block me and I was glad when she did; I cannot stomach the person she is NOT but wants to be online.