Black for a funeral – published on Paragraph Planet 2016

Original published on Paragraph Planet

Sounds easy. Especially for a former teen Goth. She recalled Dad’s anthropological approach to the 90s; bemused but interested. “Why on earth would you wear those big clobbering boots with such a pretty dress Gill?”. The Doc Martens had long-gone but her crammed drawers remained mostly monochrome. Lace, fake leather, sequins, and as forty approached – applique flowers. What would he have made of that? Maybe she would just stay at home.