Oh, Fedora

I adored your

soft, wide brim
& indented crown,
your heat-pressed
          felt,
your playboy
          flare,
your one-
          of-a-kind
reputation.

But that
was then.
Now, I’ve learned
to wear
my hair
down.

I Still Wear You Once in a While

For today’s prompt, pick an article of clothing, make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. It could be as general as “Ankle-cut Socks” or “Bell-bottoms.” Or get more specific like “My Bearcats Hoodie” or “Reebok Pump High Top Shoes.”

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