lost&found

I’ve lost my most gorgeous wool coat
at a bar
because I thought I lost my heart
so I put everything else down
on a table,
in the corner
In order to retrieve it.
Eventually,
I found my heart
exactly where I left it
inside my chest
Beating —As per usual
and by the time I returned again
to the table in the corner
to retrieve my lovely coat
and take my heart home
to where it’s safer
it simply wasn’t there anymore.
The coat
Nor leather gloves
— a gift to self, with cashmere lining —
I ask around
and then I hear
“I’m sorry for your coat,
you can take mine”
And I say “no”
But then I change my mind.

xx Monique

Ps. If you live in Paris and see anyone in this gorgeous wool coat that was handmade in Minnesota, it is 100% mine.

STEAL IT BACK.
Reward for found coat.
Reward.
Reward.