Twins

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She thinks she can remember the womb.
How warm and soggy and filled with bubbles.
The churning as her mother danced to the game show themes in the 60's.

There was sister, she recalls, the one that wanted to stay behind.
They had linked and brushed the womb walls and each other in giggles as best embryos are able.

After lonely birth she remembers her twin
but does not mention it.
But dwelling more with age and sex after finding a magazine under the seat of her fathers car.
All nude ladies, thinner than her mother.
Often ladies together.
She is aroused.

At that age where dolls are still fun but the feelings of guilt of self touch is mystery to be explored more.
She goes to the pond and hides behind the reeds.
Here she can bathe her dolls and pull off their sopping uniforms, suits, outfits.
Stretching the elastic wherever there are bodily creases. She does the same with the dolls.
Her old dolls are long and bendable.
Like the ballet dancers and the sequined circus stars. She can bend as well with practice to see
her sister so missed.
Kissing faces for years every time in dreams and
visits to the reedy pond.

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