Dear half brother,
boy who wears my face
boy whose presence
lingers
you are shadow now
you are some ghost
I can’t shake off
because my heart
won’t let you go
and I can’t apologize
for what I said, and
for what our father is not
even if it hurts
to not see you
but I’m sorry
our truth is not kind
And I’m left to wonder if
the depths of your mirror
see me
the way I always see you
or you ever feel
like you own
a phantom limb
because of me?
because the missing
pieces that are you
do disappear
me
and make me
hate myself
for letting you walk away
just like that
nancyornot 