I feel extremely unlucky that the random cosmos strewn together in what was our family linked me to you. As a sister, as the first friend I'd make, it had to be you. As quickly as I grew I could see you were no friend to me. You waged sixteen years of constant battle, SIXTEEN years against me. That's longer than the Civil War, dear sister. Longer than the Holocaust. Much longer than WWII. Where did that constant rage come from? Whatever did I do? I feel extremely unlucky that out of 7 billion people the one who is my sister is you.
Nicely conveyed I must say. It's simple and straightforward telling the tale of sibling strife. It sounds personal so I won't critique; I don't critique personal stuff because it comes from the heart and I don't like to judge the heart. I thought the touch of the cosmos and the connection of the wars really roared together the idea, the emotion behind this piece. I had a step sister and sometimes I got into fights with her, but it never lasted for sixteen years. So I cannot relate as much.
i like the flow which follows through and leaves the family lines un-coded
cosmic drama human nature at the hands of time as fingers in exclamation of poetic influence...good stuff
It is unfortunate sometimes the people we have to be stuck with. I've butted heads with my sibling over the years, but I wouldn't say we've had wars, but I know people who have and it is no fun at all. Good write.
I know the feeling, with three sisters growing up I know EXACTLY how this feels. Its partly my fault of course, wars are always two way roads. otherwise its just bullying. (not saying that doesnt happen of course) but really, one has to wonder why we go to war in the first place.
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