tight,
close.
blood bound by
parental
birth?
are we doomed to
like
each other despite
our differences,
or love even,
a reach hard to find
with anyone,
no matter how nice.
it's myth,
i think,
as i look around
at my
brood,
my brothers and sisters
who can't
gather for a meal,
or wedding,
or funeral
without a fight.
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