Photograph of Me and My Sister at Christmas

December. I flip through rejected baby photos.

I stop at one of me and my baby sister.

We're tired, a photoshoot in uncomfortable dresses does that.

We match. I smile. She's bald.

It's baby's first Christmas.

I'm sitting behind her with a familiar evil grin

She slouches in front of me creating a frog-like effect on her face

I'm not holding her. I don't want her. I never did.

The camera is supposed to be on me alone

I only ever wanted to be the only child

But the spotlight can get lonely

And the dresses do look better in twos,

and I'm happy. Baby sister-- I love you,

thank you for giving deeper meaning to my life.

Can you forgive me for making you look like

a troll in your baby photos, and rejecting you at first?

My sister Christina and I at my graduation.

And a special shoutout out to my not-so-baby sister, as today is her 16th birthday!!