Her Coat Closet Inventory
puffy black parka
bulky as winter is long
slick as a cold heart
Henry's hiking boots
nudging her much smaller ones
he's not coming back
cap knitted by Gram
seed-stitched teal stripe on navy
warm as memory
thin dollar-store gloves
fraying at the fingertips
the pair she canít lose
NPR tote bag
big enough to bear books, bread,
her share of bad news
Jean Kreiling
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