Goodwill Pajamas

I remember the Goodwill pajamas you gave me

I remember the blush that came to my cheeks

when a classmate saw me look through the clothes racks

I remember the trash bag of clothes you would force on us and we would yell at you

I remember the soft used cloth

bright 80’s colors, faded and recently washed

humidity seeping into the trailer as you smiled

I remember disgust

I remember wearing those pajamas yesterday & feeling safe

Why didn’t I appreciate you more Mamá?

Photo: goodwill by kernsandcairns [Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs]

Published by Christy Leos

Hi! I’m Christy Leos – Writer, Editor, and Author with a background in English Literature, social media, digital content creation, and access to justice work for marginalized communities. 📌When I write, I am the best version of myself; I am a storyteller.📌 📣 Work featured on News Break, LatinaMedia.Co, ABC13, Southern Laced, and

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