so…
i also discovered the poets/writers Matthew and Michael Dickman who are twins. They were asked to write poems about their experience with each other. i had remembered Michaels because it had a line in it i found most lovely.
“Everything I am not
is walking across the room towards me
and looks just like me.”
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this also reminds me of another found photo someone found for me from the museum i think. its just so fragile and small and lovely and it breaks my heart.

