My Shirts

My favorite shirt

The green with the black that made a pilot swoon.

The black one with a low cut v that broadcasts shame at a graduation.

The yellow with tiny straps that cuts my shoulders and accentuates the wrong curve.

The red with the lace that takes on the shape of hips for dancing.

The purple with the messy sleeves and the jagged hem.

The pink that I wore to our wedding.

The orange that brings out my not hazel eyes.

The white that I spilled on every time.

The best shirts were made to be worn and thrown on the floor till the pizza comes.

Even the best shirts couldn't make you stay.