“I will pack up my pretty dresses.
I will box up my high-heeled shoes.
A sparkling ring, for every finger,
I’ll put away, and hide from view.
—
Coats of boucle, jacquard and cashmere;
cartouche and tweed, all silver shot—
and everything that could remind you
of how easy I was not.
—
I’ll tuck away my gilded buttons;
I’ll bind my silks in shapeless bales;
I’ll wrap it all on up, in reams of tissue,
and then I’ll kiss you, sweet, farewell.”

Photo by Annabel Mehran.