ann, her name was ann. my cousin.
slight, blond, flat chested. almost hollow
as I wished to be.
I think it was a whimsy shade of blue
with glass buttons, the style of dress
she always wore.
she grew tall
and it came to me
mother said it did not suit me, I wore tailored.
I felt out of place at parties.
mother gave it to the girl next door
as always: I saw her wear it.
recently I bought a red version, hung it
on the wall.
an eternal wish to be hollow.