Change, changeable, ever-changing.
Non-obstructive, easy, without backbone.
Perform, please, perfect.
The black-gloved hand presses down hard.
A small wince escapes.
She shifts her weight onto her left elbow.
You ok?
No, her body screams, pupils wide.
Sure, she smiles.
One hundred and seventy-two hours in.
A woman being tattooed.
A woman ironing her husband’s underwear.
A woman realising that she is the love of her own life.
~Lu
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