My Leather Coat
2002-11-05 - 2:11 p.m.
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I have this leather coat bought at the thrift store saved from an ungainly fate rather dumpster or bum back dead in cold alleyway. Its splashy and seventies and wow. I got it cleaned and it works for me. Took it shopping the other day, or rather, it took me, and the attention I got was unreal. Everywhere I looked eyes peered back at me curious eyes, like cats eyes hair flipped with trellised beauty whispers and giggles, and i thought to myself, "this, this must be what its like to be a celebrity." And I held my head high and i walked past a slivered mirrored pillor and caught my own eye, jaw jutted out head up mask of a man who thinks he's better than all this and in that moment I despised the stupid arrogance and hated my leather coat.
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