MY CLOSET LIFE
Garter belt. One.
Eggshell lace with cracked pearl trim.
Women’s size petite.
Used. A lot.
Elastic band frayed from frantic hands
and frisky youth.
Barely noticeable. $6.00.
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Schoolgirl skirt. One.
Pleated. Plaid.
The exact color of a crisp, ripe apple.
Too short to be decent.
Guaranteed to attract trouble. $4.00.
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Collar and cuffs. Both wrist and ankle.
Sold as a set.
A present pervertable that were
baby belts in a past life.
Given to me by a single father
looking to be a Daddy.
The buckles squeak and can pinch at times.
May need to be replaced. $3.00 for set.
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Leather and silk three-piece set.
Includes bra, cincher, and G-string panties.
Tough-as-nails, butch-as-hell,
bitch-dark black. Custom fit.
Smells faintly of fantasy and attic dust.
Never been dry cleaned. $25.00 for set.
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Little, black vinyl dress. One.
Women’s size 6. Zipper broke from
quick changes and quickies.
Slides down smooth, but sticks midway up.
Easily fixed. $7.00.
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Gloves. Two pairs.
One lovingly torn midnight lace.
One full-length satin,
soft and scarlet as a smile.
Slightly stained from sweet, secret acts
best kept hidden and hushed in shadows.
$3.00 for both. $2.00 for each.
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A pair of cotton panties.
Blush pink. Cream rose prints scattered
like constellations, asking connection.
Waistband stretched from
a twist of hands and heat.
Found tucked like a token
— warm and welcoming —
in my coat pocket.
Faint floral scent still clinging to the cloth,
only to be touched by
piqued masculine suspicion
and a fiancee’s nervous unease.
Free.
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$40.00 for everything.
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Am willing to negotiate.
Available:
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