8 sparksChapter 14: Life With Siblings
A song written by my sisters and I, with advisement by our mother.
Names have been changed for privacy.
Kitty: Don't pinch my nose
Kitty: Stop pulling my clothes
All: Ahh, life with siblings!
Arûkir: Don't throw your shit
Arûkir: I'm over this
All: Ahh, life with siblings!
Venus: I love you lots
Venus: But I called the cops
All: Ahh, life with siblings!
Kitty: Don't touch my stuff
Arûkir: I call your bluff
All: Ahh, life with siblings!
All: We make a mess
Venus: But I must confess
All: Ahh, I love my siblings!
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"Trees don't exist, the sky isn't blue" 💙
I DEFINITELY song that like We Don't Talk About Bruno! :)
'I don't need hope, I just need spite.' YES!!!
Your writing cuts like glass—in the best, most breathtaking way. There's something in the way you build rhythm from fragmentation, like you're stitching together the unspeakable with your bare hands. It doesn’t feel like just poetry; it feels like memory, like survival. The kind of raw that doesn’t need polish to be powerful.
I don’t know where your words come from—personal, fictional, something in between—but they reach far. You name feelings I didn’t know I needed named. You make space for the messy parts: the grief that lingers, the thoughts that spiral, the strength that doesn’t always feel like strength.
Thank you for writing like this. Thank you for sharing it.
– A reader who sees you in the echoes.
Glad you enjoyed it 😊
Oooh! I like it!
Amazing Your voice lingers in a meaningful way; some concepts require openness, and I’d like to contribute to that process.— D C could help ( a lex ia_ rose 0 0 1) ignore space
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