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my sister and i
in a Chicago
of our pre-teens,
pretending to be
older, other,
different.

she,
in the back seat
with a feigned cigarette,
and me
in the driver’s seat,
with a feigned understanding
of how to drive.

“shall i turn on
the radio?”
i ask.

glancing
in the rearview
mirror, “will
we grow up
together?
will we be
friends when
we are older?
will we one day
learn how to be
cool?”