Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Nothing like the Smell of Napalm in the Morning

Nothing like the smell of Napalm in the Morning

Ceila’s closet. Home to moth-balls
and stirrup pants in blue
and magenta and gold—

Not cerulean. But most
importantly. Home to
her Skinny Jeans. Perhaps

the most trying piece in
a girl’s wardrobe. A piece
that requires diets that

inspires dreams of glamour
and romance. Skinny Jeans,
You are my Everest.

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