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The Wrong Coat

The Wrong Coat

Patrice Harrington

Kamila De Stefano

The Wrong Coat

I wore the wrong coat

On the first day

Then couldn’t seem to 

Shrug it off

In my haste

It snagged on jagged shoulders

Became a farcical cape

For my own crusade

I could feel it

Trail behind me 

Across the cracked path

To this place

Swishing around

We left no trace

The forward foot


The back foot 

In its happy space 

But in between

A fizz and hiss 

This lit kiss and

Cradled candle

Handed down the dark

To brighten even 

The brightest mazes