Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The clothes I bought at 17


Within minutes of stepping out my front door
I feel strangers’ eyes and licks of rain
against my legs
and wish I’d worn a longer dress.

Shoulders like earrings
and elbows like a belt,
I pass windy alleyways,
heavily garbed mothers and daughters,
greasy men smoking in front of bars.
I tug at my dress and wonder if it
hasn’t shrunk
in insidious increments
over six years.



As posted on LAID

2 comments:

Dorkmaster Flek said...

Nothing wrong with short skirts. Nope, nothing at all... :)

Claudia said...

Hehehe I am still wearing clothes I bought at 17 :)