Thursday, 3 March 2011

Uncover your locks, make bare the leg, uncover the thigh, pass over the rivers

I just found these pictures I took of Marley a few years back. She sat on the wonderful windows which open out from the bed stretched out beneath the sill while I crouched on the rooftop, with a pair of my stockings that I gave to her as the light faded fast.

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