Unknowing

 

ghost brother

ghost sister

 

twins

two years before

 

unable to fight anymore

they gave up their tiny breath

to history

 

she never spoke of them

in anything but love and memory

of what could have

should have been

 

never tripping

over regrets

at what came after

 

me

my brother

our family

 

they had names for the past

not something to be displayed

anywhere but in our hearts

and memories

 

her sad eyes

sometimes showed

the buried hurt

of loss

 

and when the night came

she joined them

 

and when the night comes

I sometimes feel the touch

of my ghost brother

my ghost sister

 

and sometimes

they feel closer

than that