We have our own closet. Maybe that doesn’t impress
you, but if pressed, I’d be willing to share
a hanger. I should go through these clothes,
make a pile of shirts I never wear anymore
— what an effort. Aren’t closets to hide messes anyway?
Mine declared its ultimatum in carefully arranged polos
demanding closure. I’ve never been one to leave
things hanging.
Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #125 : “ultimatum“
Often Mumbled Musings 
I think this prose will resonate with most everyone. Very cleaver. Polos, that is a word I haven’t heard in a long time. Thanks for sharing. Love ❤️ J
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Thanks! I didn’t have space to say “collared shirts” or “button-up shirts” – the thrill of forcing an economy of words on someone!
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Oh, so true. Excellent example, difficult to hit that exact number but you made it look easy. Funny how words evoke so many memories, like the word polos. Have a great one. Love J
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Lovely!
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Superb!
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OH! This was fantastically fun! 🙂
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What a great take!
My closet is issuing its own ultimatum!!
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That was a fun take. Liked the word play.
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This was very close to home for me! Great take.
Here’s my story.
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