A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Clothing Swap Poem #1

Someday I’ll tell you the story
of how Brian bought me
this Diesel hoodie.
It doesn’t make sense
and it’s not going to.
No matter how many ways you
try to wrap your head around it.
People die. They all die.
And I remember it all
so well. You look good
in black things.
Antiqued things. Gatherings.
A body shaped like a bell.

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