To My Best Friend’s Impending Baby: I Saw Her First

She belonged to me before you. Dibs.

Photo by Nynne Schrøder on Unsplash

You’re not here yet, but I’m watching you. I see you. Whatever fruit you’re the size of at this point. I want to write this while you still look like a loaf of rising bread in the sonogram photos she sends me, before I’ve had time to be bamboozled by your inevitable visual appeal. Genetics are in your favor, I’ll say that for you. Let us…

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