The Maroon Blazer
Mother insisted upon bringing Dad's maroon blazer to Oregon when she came to visit after his death. She just could not bear to let it hang unused in his closet. She wanted me to "get the use out of it."
I finally gave it to Goodwill.
could not ever wear
his old clothes burning my skin
lonely child once more
Published in Contemporary Haibun Online
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