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Double Agony
April 16, 2015
— #NaPoWriMo, illness, imagination, poem
My mother’s sister Ruth had a thick southern accent and her own oxygen tank.
She lived inside her house, dressed in fancy sleepwear and slippers
Her job was that of a full time hypochondriac, sick and tired of everything
Her twin sister also suffered greatly from that malady of imagined illness
Each tried to overstate the case of their eminent demise and terrible suffering
Although they lived hundreds of miles apart, they copied each others’ diseases
It always made me wonder if they had made a pact before birth to be dramatically unwell
sand and shadow
NaPoWriMo 2015
Poetry is flowing abundantly during the month of April here. Enjoy reading , writing , or listening to poetry to increase your understanding of your fellow beings.
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Not sure whether an ’eminent demise’ or an ‘imminent’ demise’ is better…
On balance, I would go for an ’eminent demise ‘and the ‘going out in a blaze of glory’ route. Plus, it would take a time for an eminent demise; an imminent one could be, well, just around the corner. G:)
What a great marriage of photo and prose. I love it. I think how you featured the twin illnesses despite thousands of miles between them (hundreds?) .. that it really works!
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