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my keepers
a playlist to mimic the screams of the womb
my sister and i smile and poke each other's cheeks while the rest of the family says grace my sister and i talk about feeling unchosen and bond over bella from twilight who simply did not have to do much to be my sister and i walk similar paths as our mother but never shame each other for it like she would and this is how we are healing my sister and i taunt and tease and tussle with smiles because it can be hard to say i love you but easy to show by hitting just soft enough so that the levity is always there a pact through spacetime a bond like the icing on a tiered vanilla cake reach into my chest touch my heart and twist it and it would not hurt, but melt into her precious hands.