This is an improv of "Tiara" by Mark Doty. I wanted to take the idea of people dressing the way that they want, but being criticized for it, even though there is something else going on. I just took the main idea of the first line "Peter died in a paper tiara" and went from there.
Mary died in a tinfoil jacket
cut from her mother’s roll in the kitchen drawer.
Her mother was abducted by aliens, Mary says.
She watches CBS news everyday for eight years
waiting for a man to report, to acknowledge
and when I went to see her, the tinfoil spread to
her head. Just like the cancer. “They’re coming
don’t you see? You must be ready. I’m ready.”
She smiled toothily, adjusted her hat, and fell
asleep.
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