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  • My Father’s Hat
  • Liz Ahl (bio)

Snow salts the brim of my father’s hatwhich will always be my father’s hatbecause he inked his name on the linemarked “name” and inked his phone numberon the line next to the icon of the old-schoolblack rotary. I wear my father’s hat,which I inherited along with my father’sbig head and broad forehead, along withmy father’s spotted skin, some of whichneeded to be cut out to nip cancerousintentions in the bud. His own father lostmost of an ear to the unscreened sun.If you get close up you can see the tiny whitescar where basal-cell carcinoma was excisednear my own high-up hairline. But it’s greyFebruary, no sun in sight, just low pewter skyand the whisking of this fine, icy snowon the stiff brim of my father’s hat,and the missing him settling in like weather. [End Page 61]

Liz Ahl

Liz Ahl is the author of Beating the Bounds (Hobblebush Books) as well as several chapbook-length collections of poetry, including the latest, Song and Scar (No Chair Press). She lives in Holderness, New Hampshire.

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