Fifty-Fifty: A Sullen Revival
Oct 4th, 2022 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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scowling, baldwin grabbed the welcome-to-9 birthday card from the tv compartment. birthdays? useless! he thought. aren’t birthdays for children whom god gave little time and had to celebrate their short lives. just like my twinnie.
he crumpled the card. flung it. headed for the garden.
seeing him, his mother flinched. this wasn’t baldwin. but why wear baldwin’s clothes? even baldwin’s red hair?
—joey!
—i’m now baldwin. no longer joey. i come to say ‘no birthdays anymore!’
—whatcha doing, eh?
—we’re fine wi’ddis, mum.
his mother wiped tears. groaned. —baldwin’s dead, joey. stop this.
—he’s my twin. he wanna live, too!
From Guest Contributor Elisha Oluyemi