after Irwin died,
before she moved to Florida,
hung all of her
winter coats on racks
in her garage.
long coats for
the New York winters.
wools and
furs, bear and beaver,
foxes. mink stoles.
she was quite the dish back
in her day
strolling down 5th avenue
hailing taxis
with a whistle.
i won't need these
in Miami, she tells me.
too damn hot.
take a few.
one for your wife,
maybe a few
for your girlfriends.
that's what Irwin did.
women love fur.
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