Twins

“Are you sisters?”
“No,” we say,
“But you’re not alone.
We’re often asked that.”

I glance at my friend
Born across the continent;
She has a couple inches on me,
I have more years, and pounds.

But there’s something in our poise,
Our perspective,
Our way of engaging others,
That creates, I think,
The allusion to family.

Perhaps not twins,
But even twins
Are more dissimilar
​​​​​​​Than friends of the soul.

(Last Tuesday these phrases kept running through my head with this prompt, so I just went with another free verse. Sometimes that’s just what works!)