my room
in the first apartment
that i’ve paid rent for
doesn’t have a closet
it took months
of brainstorming &
experimentation
to find some system
for clothing storage
i guess it helps
to have no room for hiding
no space for baggage
or maybe i just carry it in me
body made home
for the discarded, secret &
withheld
for that which should
not be left out in the open
Wondering what you’ve worked out. Do you need a dresser?
I love the notion of how in the first part of the poem you talk about not having a closet and thus, no where to store secrets, baggage, etc., but how in the second half of the poem you use the body to do the same thing the closet would have, metaphorically… very clever!!
thank you cristy! those secrets & baggage will always find somewhere to be stored, even with no closet in sight!