three sisters

three sisters.
all brown eyed and wide
hipped.
black hair,
like their mother's.
the distance between each
no more than two years
or so,
but time
has pushed them apart,
hardly a word,
outside of
Christmas or birthdays
gets said.
once they lay
side by side
in twin
beds.
each brushing the other's
hair,
wearing each other's
clothes,
talking boys, talking
life, wondering together
what tomorrow
might bring. tomorrow
has come and gone.