Shameless pupils over blue -She crawls out of bed and smiles at her painted toenails.
Flimsy curtains disclose an overcast sky. She sips yesterday’s coffee and watches the girl.
Gray upon gray upon gray. She’s standing on her gray. Her gray matters
Comfortably close to the faceless girl, she mutters.
Gray is not so bad -but I must be out of my head to endure it.
She gazes through the window, unfazed by so much silver.
Written by Eva Depoorter
Painting by Ellen Depoorter