New Dress
I have stepped
into a shadow.
I am trying it on for size,
taking it in here,
letting it out there,
lifting the hem.
The task complete,
I smooth a crease,
adjust the lamp,
and flick some
leftover darkness
into a corner.
First published in Alba: A Journal of Short Poetry, Issue 35, Winter 2021
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