Saturday in Black
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Erick says all my party clothes are black and therefore interchangeable. This is why men should not be entrusted with civilisation. Different fabric. Different cut. Different neckline. Different trousers. Different shoes. Different jewellery.
Black is a colour, not a uniform.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.