Grief Clothes Poems

  Stains on my shirt
    holes in my pants
  My wardrobe’s Salvation Army
    not quite Paris, France...

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A weird feeling is crawling up and down in my chest and it leaves me grasping for breath, it crawls like a man walking along...

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His tiny baby shoes, as yet unused, sitting solemnly upon the bed,
Petite little pair that he never donned, the sum of a mother’s dread.
A sweet...

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How do I know,                                         ...

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"All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini."
- Jack Freestone

More skin makes my heart pound,    ...

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Worn out rags of clothes
Petrifying on trash can
Harsh to my nostril....

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I’m lunching with my bestie Mylie
She’s upset and no longer smiley
I ask her what’s wrong
She said in my thong
My bottom is no match for Kylie!

I...

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There he sits that monstrous hypocrite. There he dwells as I wash these dishes, his dishes. There he slouches, watching his games, his news, his...

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the sodium arc light hums 
into the frosted night
Bathing all in acidic 
sickly amber that of a toxic wound, 
splashing through the skeletal trees 

the...

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Living in a house very old,  
it was always drafty and cold.  
Metal stairs to the basement lead,  
from an old pirate's...

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I stand here beneath a beautiful fig tree,                 ...

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Look at this place I did a sink full of dishes,              ...

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Great store,                       ...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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went out in a new outfit and car, to find I had a flat tire

 
Date Written: 8/24/2020

2 Place     When plans...

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