Afterwards, I found him alone at the bar
and asked him what went wrong. It's the shirt,
he said. When I pull it on it hangs on my back
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I am intrigued with this. I think I shall have to reread it several times to get exactly what is going on. But I think he feels unworthy to wear his team's shirt. I like the set-up, the story element, and the way it ends. I do want to read more by her.
very nice poem, depicts a sports person's sorrows quite well, when things are not okay...
That poor boy. We shouldn't mock the afflicted. Only 100 grand a week. No wonder he's miserable. Nice work
A wonderful poem made out of a simple concept of a shirt. Beautiful poem.