I liked closets I could hide away where no one would see me safe inside a small space my mind could fly far away   Then I was fine with closets They kept me safe my secrets locked away inside only a few picking the…

I’ve decided not to come out Jam, cream and scones are more delicious in the dark The closet doesnt quite close I can still see you   If there’s a power cut I won’t be afraid if it floods i’m off the floor its where…

Closets are a wonder and a terror, both – for childhood A place for them to hide, or monsters – or even both? A place to explore clothes, identities, and social roles in innocent dress-ups To imagine who you might be, who your family are,…

It was a closet, but not just any closet The wall at the back was fake And you could push it to the side If you knew the special way Behind the wall were treasures Stacked up decades high Shelves and shelves of memories Were…

I wish I had a photo of the little holes in the closet wall in our den when I was a child. After removing the rag bag and iron and spray water bottle and what-have-you, I could crawl up on the shelf into my closet;…

“Lover, will you please hang up my sweater?” “Of course, I will. In the bedroom or in here?” He pointed to the small closet located in the corner of the living room. I said that one would be fine. Our little visitor was listening, completely…