By Deborah Osborne I take off the coat of grief and shake it, dust flies and memories fall out of pockets the tears have dried on sleeves and its size no longer fits so large it has become and so heavy, filled with useless keys to locks that no longer work to rooms with no surprises I will not wear it DEBORAH OSBORNE won a 1994 Just Buffalo Labor-in-Literature Award and the 2008 Just Buffalo Literary Center “Boomdays Poetry Award” contest. She lives in Buffalo.
Poem: “Coat of Grief” by Deborah Osborne
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