Perfect Black Tee

Black, soft as the inner velvet just under the skin of a ripe tomato, not too tight and not too loose, my tee-shirt has invisible powers. I have them, too, as long as I am wearing it. It has several light colored dots on it from the day I turned into my mother and washed down the kitchen with a strong bleach solution. They look like tiny circles of caramel, or the splotches from fallen stars.

There are plenty of t-shirts in the world, but not like this one, this perfect one. It is soft cotton, but thin, and light as a breeze on my skin. 

I saw a tiny hole in it today. This worries me. Feels like the beginning of the end.

One thought on “Perfect Black Tee

  1. Blue jeans aren't mine until there's at least one hole worn in them somewhere … The only problem is keeping my wife from tossing them in the trash when they begin to approach perfection.


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