Excerpt: Where The Shadows End by Louisa Bello
Boat Woman’s calling me to her, across the rooftops, round the chimneys and pigeons, the aerials, the scaff olding. She’s calling me in that chirpy South London-Vietnamese drawl she copies from the girls who make her nails look like punk eagle talons down at the Market. She knows her attempts at this, especially when I’ve […]
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Boat Woman’s calling me to her, across the rooftops, round the chimneys and pigeons, the aerials, the scaff olding. She’s calling me in that chirpy South London-Vietnamese drawl she copies from the girls who make her nails look like punk eagle talons down at the Market. She knows her attempts at this, especially when I’ve […]
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