Sunday, November 29, 2009


All those coats, kept in the closet. When she's out shopping, she still wants to buy more. But now she doesn't need them. She avoids the temptation. All those scarves, left hanging. Layers and layers wrapped around you. Gloves in every color, a pair for each coat. All those hats, in styles and shapes. She remembers salt stained shoes and pants. Now all she wears is a jean or leather jacket. Sleeves are starting to bald from use. It's lasted a long time. That suede leather jacket.

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