The Eldest
the god of battles
and of arrogance.
The god of sons fist-fighting
alcoholic abusive fathers
to protect their mothers
and siblings.
The god of running away
to avoid remembering and of
willful forgetting.
The Middle
the god of art
and of giving up on art.
The god of intuition
suspicion
and conspiracy theories.
The god of mimesis
confused longing
unquestioning obedience
defensiveness
and of short fuses now.
The Youngest
the god of song
and of aloneness.
The god of caged birds
aimless freedom
and of could have done more
and didn’t.
The god of precocious children
whose parents want them to be
seen and not heard
and of being compared
to brothers who
weren’t there.
They went for a walk in their garden -
ancient rocks worn by sand and wind and rain
in precarious balance -
together for perhaps the last time
and silently regretted the past.
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