About Your Mother’s Wedding Dress, poem by Esther Rohm (WHEN I MOVED Poetry and Prose Series) — Silver Birch Press

About Your Mother’s Wedding Dress by Esther Rohm The apartment husk still holds the shape of our life gutted out, left now with only rubbish and my wedding dress. The dress hangs bereaved in the closet. I plan to forget it. (If you can lie by omission, can you steal by giving? By leaving something […]

via About Your Mother’s Wedding Dress, poem by Esther Rohm (WHEN I MOVED Poetry and Prose Series) — Silver Birch Press

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