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27th April 2009

Girls with rib-grazing dark hair over their right eye glare at you from their left, shifting their weight from one side to the other, wearing ankle boots again after a long ankle boot-less spell though they’ve often never flattered. Thin lanky types but everything about them feels heavy like even the ground is attracted to them, like the weight of sheer beauty calls their bones to the floor, like earth itself attempts to slow and forcefully drag off their clothes. What should we do with them? We can attempt a conversation, they do like to go hunting for fun. We can buy them shiny jewelled boxes to fill with various items of interest to skinny bitches. We can bang their empty heads together like chalkboard erasers and watch the eye shadow dust clouds form and dissipate around us. But what am I saying, really? They know we want to get our lipstick hands dirty full of their luscious lips and paste large drooping black eyelashes on their glittery dead eyes. Their eyelids heavy when I pout, they pout, we pout together. Turned into Jane clones from 1965 with a not-so versatile symmetrical haircut, bangs in our eyes we strut the streets of Chiswick with confidence.

5 responses

  1. An Unreliable Witness comments:

    The Chiswick Skinny Bitches are a pretty hard gang. But not a patch on the Arnos Grove Anorexics.

  2. mariana comments:

    Let them drawn in the ground and when they are almost fully covered grab them by their asymmetrical haircuts and smash their smiles. (like imogen would do)

  3. ~otto~ comments:

    glittery dead eyes” … niiiiiiiiiiiiice … but also hot if you’re into necrophilia. I’m not, but I’m just sayin’, know what I’m sayin’?

  4. Ani Smith comments:

    AUW: Yeah but the mighty Clapham Cunts will kick all their bitch asses.

    Mariana: We can’t always do that because sometimes we like them and sometimes we are them and still sometimes we happily sit back and watch them strut themselves into oblivion.

    Otto: Hey you know the phrase ‘pinch it to Pollock’? Stuck to the inside of my brain like a fuckin’ fridge magnet, yo.

  5. Tracy comments:

    i REALLY love this one, Ani. This one needs to be submitted some where.

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