... a woman who is afraid to be
too light, leaks through fingers
she cries every night
she wants to be polite, she nods at the table
embarrassed every day
the roses run down her shoulders
she tried by all means
finally stripped of femininity is born ...
(fragment of Karolina Rosocka's works)
She and her bridesmaids sinned. Because he didn't want to. Suddenly they were in purgatory. Neither did they know that all offenses were written down on muddy pieces of paper. Sins. After all, no one is holy, she thought. She decided to dance and pay tribute to her liberation. She knew she was innocent. Maybe not. Dirty. Hands, face and petticoat. Because there were many of them and they were already burning once, and dirt was sticking to their flesh. She tried to explain. She did not agree with what she read ... Because life is a matter of decisions we make. Because the bride always has to look beautiful. Bridesmaids too.
