Elizabeth Kefauver
Joined March 2023
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the chairman
Packing up his house was a sensation of numbness. There was a stinging in my eye but no tears were left to come out. Everything fits into perfect little boxes. The vinyls, his cigarette reeking flannels, the pictures of us as kids, all the memories of the good times. Perfect little boxes. Except the chair.
By Elizabeth Kefauver3 years ago in Poets