The Weight of Fabric
by zo8mor
· 27/02/2026
Published 27/02/2026 12:32
This jacket, a relic, with pockets so deep,
a zipper that catches, secrets I keep.
Frayed at the edges, like memories past,
it holds every winter, and summers so fast.
I tug at the zipper, it groans and it strains,
a mirror reflecting my joys and my pains.
Fabric of comfort, though worn with my years,
it shields me from echoes and dull, distant fears.