DR. JAMES P. CHAMBERS (Georgia Tech
University), 47, was associate dean for
research and graduate programs at the
University of Mississippi and a senior
research scientist at the National Center
for Physical Acoustics. He died March 13.
REV. GERARD C. REEDY (Fordham
University), 76, was the 30th president
of the College of the Holy Cross, having
spent nearly 40 years at Fordham.
He was the author of two books and
numerous articles, and was a graduate of
Loyola Seminary, Woodstock College,
and the University of Pennsylvania. He
died March 11.
DR. RICHARD E. WHITE (University of
Toledo), 90, was the former executive
director of the Minnesota State
Community College System, had a 20-
year career at Toledo, and was a former
president of Sheridan Community
College. A Navy veteran, White was a
graduate of the University of Minnesota.
He died March 10.
a note from my mother, an Old Spice stick
from a bully, 49 pieces of double bubble, confetti,
a stuffed bulldog – yours were my favorite.
Once you left a small red bag full of Swiss truffles
and a you make me melt, just like these will melt in your mouth.
I’ve stopped sleeping in your t-shirt,
the one you gave me after football camp.
I’m afraid to wear it threadbare.
It was in my locker with a small grass stain and a
don’t worry, I washed it. I can almost smell you
in this shirt, all curls and smiles and mischief.
I was with another boy – didn’t need
your shirt anymore. With an embarrassed
eye roll, I tucked it into my backpack anyway.
Wearing it to sleep that night, I found myself
thinking maybe I did need it after all.
Maybe it was the possibility of never losing you,
or justifying the part of me that will always belong
to you, or maybe it was that no one had ever
given me such an ambiguous gift before.
I didn’t ask for it and you didn’t explain, but
I’ve carried it with me through college and five
different homes, pulling it out for comfortable
Saturday porch sitting, lonely errand running,
and surviving the mornings after all-nighters.
You are a part of my everyday, my coping mechanism
left over from childhood yet always a part of my now.
This beautiful boy I live with now – the same one
who saw me with your shirt that day at my locker –
could not be more different than you. He probably wonders
why I still have this shirt, why I still carry you with me.
Sometimes, I wonder why I still carry you with me.
Wearing your shirt today, I remember walking toward
my locker, your smile and a good morning sunshine.
I remember feeling so shiny and valuable,
so dangerously loved. I remember holding you
that night by the river, the sleeve of this shirt soaked
with your sobs, and then I know there’s no limit
on how long, or how much, or just how you love someone.
CALLING ALL POETS
Submissions must be under 40
lines and must reflect the theme
of the edition. Upcoming themes
are migration, Earth, and higher
education. Email your entries to
CHELSEA RISLE Y (Berry College) holds
bachelor’s of arts degrees in English and Spanish from
Berry. She won the 2012 Southern Women Writers
Student Writing Contest in Poetry and her work has
appeared in Lunch Ticket and riverSedge. She lives in
Chattanooga, Tennessee, with her husband.
OF ALL THE THINGS LEFT IN MY LOCKER –
BY CHELSEA RISLEY