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My Father's Jacket

My Father's Jacket by Eli Spivakovsky
My father wears the same suede jacket to the party that he was married in
3 school fees, a mortgage, and only 1 income
My ten-year-old self spills a drink on it
and my father has the futile mission of going home and changing
33 years later I stop using grammar tenses for a day
until nothing dates and I go back in time
to my loom
where I weave alpaca wool
and dye it alabaster-white
then I sew pearls like commas
like the baubles on seahorses
spaced intricately around the collar
and I use rubies
a shimmering fever
straight from Thailand to embellish the pockets
then for extra sparkle
I take sapphires highly polished and spun crystal and create buttons
like a diamantaire I hold it up to the light
and it winks at me
I hang it in my father's closet
and he tries it on and we both go back to the party
He is my Daddy
He comes over to the children's circle
then takes my arm and brings me to the
adult side of the room
and announces, 'this is my daughter, Elisheva'
My Father's Jacket
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