hate crimes
Her hair offends me the most. To wear it so black and still appear cheerful. Almost a bowl-cut but a bowl-cut from the trendiest bowl. And those glasses that frame her eyes like they are a priceless pair hanging in the Tate Modern. Framed so I’ll notice them, or they’ll notice me.
I know these evil wishes can sprout legs and hurry back to bite me - but for now I’ll bless them and send them on their way, with an address, a map and a deadline.
I hope she spends her days dry and childless. I hope she is widowed young - the wrong side of forty five. I hope one leg develops a drag that sends her round in circles. I hope her hair curls.
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Oooh! Cracker!
You hope her hair curls? Oh, that's evil. That is EVIL.
Hstred is an energy.
(To misquote Mr Lydon.)
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now now hold the horse, that's fantastic energi leakage there, please, only do the words.
PS. sorry about the delete, had to :)
Love this. Brilliant ending. Love the flood of energy in this.
As someone who has never had curls, the curse of suddenly having them would be a dream come true!
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