Determined To Get a Name Somehow

We started as one person, but the cell split Into two, identicals. Called “The twins” Twinsies The Stone Twins. Neither of us had a name. “You can have them both,” The athletes kidded each other. When we reached Junior High school. Did not matter what sport. We were horrible at all of them. The Stone Twins. That was our identity. My sister and I, neither having a name. I was determined to get a name somehow. I had to push off, shove off, run off. And so I did. Now I am a person. With an identity. Finally. And I thank God for it. Because I remember what not having one was like.