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+category:
+- Poem
+ratings: G
+date: 2018-01-31
+type: post
+tags:
+- Poetry
+- Furry
+title: Beneath her coat was a whole identity
+---
+
+<pre class="verse">
+Beneath her coat was a whole identity:
+A subtle form of ideas under soft fur,
+A constantly shifting mass of meaning...
+And somehow, she pulled it off.
+
+She would go for days without shedding a thing,
+And then, as if a bottle rolling off a counter,
+She would shatter, sending shards of self flying,
+And then we'd all see.
+
+Then we'd all see the terror, the joy,
+Then we'd all see the grief at nothing,
+Then we'd all hear her say,
+"I'm not built for a life with death in it."
+
+And slowly, she'd pick herself back up
+And find a brand new way to piece herself together
+And build herself a brand new smile
+And brush out her coat once more.
+</pre>
+
+*First-place winner of the [Typewriter Emergencies Poetry Contest](https://www.typewriteremergencies.com/single-post/2018/02/13/Beneath-her-coat-was-a-whole-identity---1st-Place-Winner).*