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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

Date: 4/16/2021 8:59:00 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
Date: 4/16/2021 9:55:00 AM

Thank you very much

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 4/16/2021 7:27:00 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
Date: 4/16/2021 9:55:00 AM

Thank you Mystic Rose Rose

Quoth Theraven

Date: 4/15/2021 8:09:00 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
Date: 4/16/2021 9:56:00 AM

This is true of one of us, but I am not that one

L Milton Hankins

Date: 4/15/2021 7:35:00 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
Date: 4/16/2021 9:57:00 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

Date: 4/15/2021 1:19:00 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
Date: 4/16/2021 9:58:00 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.