IN THE ANNALS of Western literature, where love stories—between romantic couples, between parents and children, even between friends—abound, sibling love is notably underrepresented. Why this is so has long perplexed me. Sibling relationships can be just as charged, strife-ridden, nourishing, broken, and enduring as any other.
John Medeiros’ Self, Divided stands out as a bold exception. The memoir narrates a passionate, tense, and enduring love between Medeiros and his identical twin Bobby.