We fight teeth and nail
Words are thrown across the room
We can't be blood, not near related
Eyes are tossed to the back of the head
The sound of teeth being sucked is deafening
Smacking of fist against flesh is piercing
It all comes to a halt
We have parted vowing to never speak to each other again
(The next morning)
We say our mutual hellos
Talk of the night before
Laugh hard; tell jokes, gossip, and love.
We're sisters and we're good at what we do.
Many thanks
**1st time writer please comment**
so true! It's easier to fight with family but also easier to make up. Thanks.
My God! ! ! It was a terrifying experience for me to read about you and your sisters. But at the end of it all I realised the closeness that bonds you all together. Fine concept. Well taken. Thanks, arya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sincere and honest writing. i love it