I Blinked

her curves
swooping
like the waist of my violin
I am not ready for her to grow up
she was always supposed to be the smaller one
who you had to kneel down to hug
all my little sisters in a pile
on the quilt that I made
it's falling apart, too
and I can't help but wonder
what will happen
next time I blink
will they all be as tall as I am
too?





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