Forgotten Coats

Written by: Katie Telling

I sink lower in the cupboard
of the front hall closet 
beneath the stairs,
behind a row of forgotten coats
that hang quietly before me. 
They mock my cowardice
as I crouch beneath their silent judgement...
I'm alone in the shadows created by a
jaundiced yellow bulb that barely burns 
brighter than the flame on a candle.

I hug my knees as I sit and wallow in regret for my mistakes;
but all I really want to do is stand up 
and tear down every last coat, one-by-one.