Friday, 31 July 2009
Tuesday, 14 July 2009
Cat Power
Kier peers through the Georgian window of her favourite boutique, like a fly to the fire. She wants to come in and buy everything but the glass is the threshold prevents- and she feels like a stone in a catapult belt. If only she has enough stretch to break through.
I raise my head from my laptop to see her bright, lovely and friendly feline eyes saying hello. I smile back warmly, enticing her to step in. She does so with caution, as if stepping on fine broken glass, weary of exposure.
She sees that I can see her. I can see within her, but she lets me and I do.
TBC
I raise my head from my laptop to see her bright, lovely and friendly feline eyes saying hello. I smile back warmly, enticing her to step in. She does so with caution, as if stepping on fine broken glass, weary of exposure.
She sees that I can see her. I can see within her, but she lets me and I do.
TBC
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