a Merimekko dress

that I remember from remembering this photograph, and all I can see is how happy my sister looks and I wonder if that’s because the picture was taken before I was born when everything was hers and she didn’t have to share, and there was ample room and ample time for everything and all that she is and she hadn’t started hiding behind her face yet leaving us unaware, lost in her large grey eyes, that she had already left by way of stillness and sits in the room where the coats are draped on a queen sized bed covered with Merimekko sheets