The Sister

by Kathleen MacGregor What I love about family gatherings, is being a sister to my brothers. We play games and laugh and I can see how we’re alike. I see the shadow of me in them and can love my shape. I can hear the echo of my voice in their voices and can love my voice. I love to feel that connection and I can feel it even though we’re playing a card game or tossing a salad. Divided. Part of me is...read more