A child’s coat
There’s tiny me on a strip of concrete.
There’s the tiny coat I’m wearing,
fluffy white: the brightest spot in the image,
this coat my mother says she loved,
this coat my mother says was so well made,
a gift from someone who had money.
There’s my grin to the camera: maybe
this coat is what I liked most, too.
B. Anne Adriaens’ work has appeared in various magazines and anthologies, most recently in Poetry Ireland Review, Skylight 47, Popshot Quarterly, Acumen Magazine and The Other Side of Hope. She currently lives in Somerset.