wishbonezine
I used to think that Cyric and I were polar opposites And then we had conversations And I realized my very own brain was just living an alternate life.
After 17 years of complaints over who’s glass is more full
I am no longer pressed and in fact hope with my whole heart that he gets the bigger half of the wishbone
Every time I’ve ever been disoriented I’ve had someone to orient to Every time I stopped and wondered is it just me or, looking back, was that insane There was someone to confirm that those things really happened and we can deliberate over how it unfolded I imagine that life without a sibling would be like when you wake up and there’s no one to tell you if what you just dreamt was real life
by Emely Mejia
It was yesterday that I was doing his homework with my left hand, To mimic his handwriting
I wish I gave myself the time to relax
Maybe then I'd have enough time to talk about silly things I'd have enough time to listen to my brother
He's so adorable, the way he talks about dinosaurs and playfights with foam swords
Wait Oh yeah, he's about to graduate high school
It's like I blinked, and he grew up
He has facial hair now, has grown out curly hair, and knows how to type on a computer
Type on a computer?
It was yesterday that I was doing his homework with my left hand,
To mimic his handwriting
"Can't you just include him?"
My mom says while rolling her glossy eyes
My brother feels lonely some days
He talks about random facts to grab my attention
"Did you know a horse was once a senator in ancient Rome?"
I treat him to food to make up for my lack of attention towards him
He yells a lot,
Maybe it's because he doesn't feel heard
My lovely brother, you deserve a listening ear And I'm sorry my mind convinces me I'm not capable poem by emily mejia photo by guinevere
My identity has always revolved around my age
"You're so mature for your age,"
"But you're older, you need to be an example,"
"You're too young to be tired."
My apprehension is both my fuel and my kryptonite
My sister calls me mom
Yet my mom calls me her baby
I am the blueprint
But my little sister is the renovation
