Why?
Location
Today I bought
a pretty dress.
Why did I buy it?
Black cloth,
cascading ,
caressing my body.
Why is it pretty?
The shape fits me,
probably too expensive.
Who says it should be?
I felt beautiful,
a very rare thing.
Am I beautiful?
One wonders why
pulling on a certain
piece of clothing
changes a mind.
Why do we allow
fabric sewn together
to make us different?