Her Colors by Raymond A. Foss
Utter incongruity jarred my drive to the coffeehouse
My eye pulled to the cluster of prom dresses, dapper Dan’s, bright colored and freshly polished at the end of the driveway before the prom, photos by their parents
But something was amiss, out of place A crimson prom dress under the black leather gang jacket Her colors, under her prom tresses
June 1, 2007 22:01
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