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/ LAURA FURNISS

words Tap, tap I shiver

‘Come in sit like a Buddha, you want to know why? Because you’ll hear me better.’ Stockings, slut seam, running in a ruler straight line to my black stilettos, crunching my toes. High-heels, clickedy-click pinned to the earth by my empty waist; what an unforgiving waste. Sometimes, all they are, are words, words, words.

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THE LEEDS DEBACLE  

Issue 15 of The Leeds Debacle

THE LEEDS DEBACLE  

Issue 15 of The Leeds Debacle

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