to my sister,
i am a nice keepsake
that she keeps in the bottom drawer

i live in a town she left for something better
in a house she never lived in

to my sister,
i am nostalgia.
i am twinklie lights outside nice smelling vegetarian restaurants
and self-taken pictures she sends to her new boyfriend
that i've never met

to my sister
i am something she visits
for old time's sake
i am no more important than her hometown
i am simply something to be visited
when the time rolls around
and you feel like you should go back to your roots and pay your respects

i am that moment.
i am that timeframe
i am those twenty-two years
those dandelions on the front lawn of our childhood home

to my sister
i am kept for keeping's sake