Cut
Not by a jeweller. By pressure, time and one decision I did not think through.
Single lot, no reserve
It set like this on its own. I was holding something at the time and I never did check what.
Not by a jeweller. By pressure, time and one decision I did not think through.
You can see straight through it. There is nothing in there and there never was.
Heavier than the rest of me put together. I lead with it now because I have to.
Flawless, which is the part that worries the people around me.
People ask when it happened and I never have a straight answer. It was gradual. One evening I noticed the light going through my own foot and decided that was fine.
The yellow sleeve is not a costume. It is the only thing that still fits over it, and I have stopped explaining that to anybody who asks.