Saturday, December 02, 2017

Black Top Orphan

I found a spaghetti strap black top on the street in front of my house. It was my size. I took it inside and washed it with my clothes.

Last night I wore it and I was distracted by the faint scent of sandalwood. What is the story behind this shirt? Did a woman disrobe in a moment of passion while traveling in the back seat of her lover's car?

I am wearing her shirt eating popcorn, watching Forensic Files on TV.

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