there are
no more clothes
hangers for
which to hang
these new shirts.
things are getting
tight. each
closet is filled
to the brim
with new shoes,
new pants,
old familiar
things that still
fit just right.
what stays, what
goes. these
are decisions
i've never been
able to make.
i just let them
unfold. i
don't know.
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