Identical

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Do twins begin in the womb?
Or in a better place?

Kaeleigh and Raeanne are identical down to the dimple. As daughters of a district-court judge father and a politician mother, they are an all-American family—on the surface. Behind the facade each sister has her own dark secret, and that's where their differences begin.

For Kaeleigh, she's the misplaced focus of Daddy's love, intended for a mother whose presence on the campaign trail means absence at home. All that Raeanne sees is Daddy playing a game of favorites—and she is losing. If she has to lose, she will do it on her own terms, so she chooses drugs, alcohol, and sex.

Secrets like the ones the twins are harboring are not meant to be kept—from each other or anyone else. Pretty soon it's obvious that neither sister can handle it alone, and one sister must step up to save the other, but the question is—who?

Aeries

Small against the mountain,
an afterthought of time,
she fastens her jacket, shrugs
into down. Climbs. This place,
of granite spires and tremor
strewn boulders, gives sanctuary.

The mist has lifted, revealing
sky, pale beneath February's
drowsing sun. A knife-edged
cry demands attention as an eagle
joins his mate in rebuilding the aerie.
The girl has seen this pair
before, talons clutching branches.

Binoculars disclose the nest,
sheltered by a feldspar canopy.
How big it has grown, this intricate
weave of harvested brushwood
and sharp-scented greens, quilted
with the raptors' own feathers.
A cushion for fragile shells
and April fledglings.

She watches the goldens' hushed
rise, harmony on wing, envies
their effortless drift beyond
the undulating valley below.
She is here because he