Cameron Morse

CHIEFS CAP

I wear the defeated ballcap
on my dented head. The Chiefs
won the one and only game I’ve ever been to
in 2014 when my jowls dangled
with steroidal blubber. They had such a big lead
we felt safe leaving early
ahead of the masses. That’s the thing
about the Chiefs, it’s how much they win
that sets you up for more greatly disappointing losses.
Still, the hat Ed bought me at the game
remains the best I own. These five years
since chemo and radiation, I’ve had hats fade
and flop. My theory is the shorter,
snub-nosed bill of my Chiefs cap has helped it
retain the shape of my head. Its silver clasp
still secures the leather strap. Its black
is still black. Its red is still red.

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