Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Mask.



It's smooth under my fingers. Dark red and faulted, the material is thick and heavy. Gold glitters under the lamplight. Ribbon soft, thread sharp, beads cold. Lift, tie, turn. Mysterious, beautiful, alluring. Wearing it I am someone else.

2 comments:

  1. Bluebird: thwarting criminals and injustice with style!

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