my sister the poet

[maderr]

I've gotten many a funny look from people when conversing on the phone or just with my sisters (and brother) in general. Usually it's because our conversations tend toward the bizarre, but it's also because our nicknames for each other make very little sense to the outside world.

Online I'm generally amaretto, which means everyone thinks I have a drinking problem XP Sammie goes by rykaine, which (I think) is the name of a planet in a story that could give lessons on angst (if she'd ever frickin write it). Brandie goes by Jolena on LJ, but generally we call her Miss Morbid. This is because I am considered the househould Queen of Fluff, Samantha is Angst Queen (believe it or not) and Brandie needs to stop channeling Stephen King.

I have a point, bear with me. You may have noticed (once or twice *rolls eyes*) that Sammie and I have a penchant for attempting fiction.

Miss Morbid tends toward poetry and sisterly bias aside, it's good stuff (I wish I had her talent; I was told more or less point blank in a college poetry class that I suck - Ang shares this pain with me). Here's the point of my post:

This is standing favorite of the various poems she's written.

And now I go to bed for real.

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[kiyoshi-chan.livejournal.com]

*grin* It /was/ meant to cheer Skylark up. The angsty stuff I usually leave in my head, because writing it or scrolling through it so that I can type it out usually stretches the ow-ow-ow period for too long. I usually snap and either cut it off, or break off that train of thought and switch to a new storyline/scene/character-profile etc. ^^;;;;;;;

And my brain is WEIRD, the way it keeps building family trees. =_=; Seriously.