Clothes Horse
I remember the clothes
that important men
have gotten me:
My academic Dad
bought me a racy knit top,
hot-pink tiger stripes on black.
Libertine George
bought me a clingy knit dress,
gentle blue flowers gracing the skirt.
And far-flung husband
bought me a flowered silk scarf,
matching the bathroom décor.
I wore them all
and thought about the donors
and the person they hoped I’d be.
5 April 2014