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Nov 2020
your old T-shirt
is ten sizes too big for me.

it's ugly and baggy
and there's a coffee stain
still marking the fabric.

you said I looked funny,
and you laughed because
it clearly doesn't fit me.

I laughed along with you
because I've always loved
hearing you laugh.

yes, it is faded and worn
and we probably should've
thrown it away when
we cleaned out our house
for last year's yard sale

but I disagree.
despite the size difference,
your T-shirt feels just right.

it fits me perfectly.
Sarah Flynn
Written by
Sarah Flynn  F/Pennsylvania, USA
(F/Pennsylvania, USA)   
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