Mink

a memory of a childhood house behind a door that hid 
in back of my sister's closet
which led up to attic treasures
at the far end stood a red closet 
built by my great uncle 
 back in 1933
full wooden staircase 

and with a creak, I opened its door to its 
strong cedar scent and I viewed a mink stole 
with its head still attached
thought it was cool- such a fierce toothy look
from one so soft

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