Having lived all of my life
in the brightness of the equator,
I found requests to choose a coat,
well, strange. My grandparents
spoke of long, cold winters, filled
with bitterness. My workmates
wore long sleeves, at the job
and at play. My closest friends
gather in stained-glass rooms
to listen to more of the same–
the glories of The Cloak. I may
humor them someday,
but not until my tan lines
begin to fade.
–Todd Sukany 15 Feb 2023