Poem Title: Pink Trim
Inspired by “Pink Trim” by David Masters
pink satin sheets pulled up tucked in folded over a flannel covered 1930s box frame just a piece of a first world luxury hung on a wall here a mismatched set of textures as confused as a Lake Erie season just a corner on which to rest my head and listen to the stories that echo through the walls, through time when first married they had no blankets my grandparents so young so poor starting together after the war had only their coats in the days that followed the factory on strike the rent due and a newly discovered little one on the way their one suitcase packed following the road from Canton to Cleveland gazing now at the warmth of thickly spun cotton with a cool satin silk spun sheet I wonder if the springs creek upon the wall what stories are left to tell what textures against our skin will remind our next of kin of us
Artist: David Masters
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