NaPoWriMo #16

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we are trying on
trenchcoats, but
nothing seems to fit.

strolling along deserted aisles,
lugging around an almost empty
basket, except for a hairbrush

we spray the air with
every kind of freshener
they sell, sweet pea and citrus and
coconut lime.

none of the dresses fit either,
but we laugh and
take pictures and make a
mess on the floor

the sun is out
but the day is chilly, and
there is absolutely nothing to do
this friday afternoon.

I can't think of a title for this... any suggestions?

eta: we have crossed the halfway mark for NaPoWriMo this month! Congratulations to everyone who's still participating!