Tuesday, October 28, 2008

October 28, 2008: On the Street...Fur & Sweatshirts, Moscow

What can be said to her
to stop her from stealing my clothes?
The sweatpants and t-shirts
she hoards from my drawers don’t
return. Worse, I swear Grandma Trudy’s fur
(how did she find it, stuffed into a trunk
in the basement next to boxes of VHS tapes
that I haven’t watched in years?
I imagine her dark eyes shining
as she stroked the cape with tenderness)
clung to her shoulders as she stole past
the bedroom and through the front door.
She leaves her dresses and jeans behind
for me, I think. Souvenirs.

6 comments

  1. She leaves her dresses and jeans behind
    for me, I think. Souvenirs.


    Souvenirs.

    that really got to me ; )

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  2. I agree with Paul. And I love the line"clung to her shoulders as she stole past."

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  3. The whole thing got me.

    She stole that stole.

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  4. Love the souvenirs part for sure.

    Cool stuff.

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  5. Brilliant - once again. You always capture the "feeling".

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