Saturday Uniform
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Black trousers. Black top. Eyeliner. Hair finally cooperating.
Erick: `”You always wear black.”`
Me: `”And yet every week you act surprised.”`
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.