When It Matters What We’re Clothed In

I see them in a row. Lined, ready to go. Dressed from raggedy old off-white dresses, to what seems like plastic, flawless flowing gowns ready for a wedding. They wait, speechless.  Someone is coming.  Expressions varied on these pre-wedding, waiting women. Some faces seem long, others dead and almost hopeless.  Lifeless, as if none can wake […]

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