Hane's Plain Black $10 near the nerf footballs and screaming offspring of valued shoppers

I recently discovered my favorite jacket has become increasingly haggard.

The pocket has a small hole in the bottom, not too big
I never keep small things in there
just my keys or a pack of camel wides
maybe a lighter
if I remembered
to shoplift it
from the gas station

it has become a breeding ground for lint
I have had it for two years now
this was expected
but not anticipated
by this author

I may have washed this jacket
I don't remember excatly how many times
If it was never, it wouldn't surprise me
But, who washes a ten dollar zip-up
that you wear only in between classes

This jacket has taken me places
to the top of a mountain
that I once made love/got drunk/got burnt/fucked/wrote on

it took me to all of my bureaucratic
bullshit
classes
that I barely made through alive
but not passing by university standards

I made it through my first adult year
in this jacket
I met the friends that every college kid wishes for
in this jacket

I met:
JJ Beckman
Willyum Johnson
Ross Healy
and
Rebecca Howell, thank you rebecca

in this haggard zip-up I bought just because it was
plain
black
and simple, something that I could get away with wearing everyday

and I did

I truely love this jacket,
and even
if its haggard, its still
the same jacket

this coming fall and winter
I shall see no change in wearing it
hopefully my haggard jacket
still suits me well

 

Reviews

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you amaze me how you can take something as simple as a jacket and tell everyone why it isn't a simple jacket.

bahh.
jealous.
i can't do that at all since i'm a silly girl writer who rights about silly girl crap.

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i liked the poem. you described how much it meant to you, and how it looked. where you have been/ where it took you.