Shortlisted for the 2009 Pat Lowther Award Surreptitious breasts of the brain's inside, crammed with reptilian lights, uv or incandescent, zoom lens for the purpose of petalled heights. Sherry-Mary saw him hunkered and hiding, grasping leapable bells in his greasy palms. Smarmy knots. Where does the fragile, robust self reside when 'personal'voice is sent out online into an ironic masquerade ball of alias identity and wanton proxy? What stirs us?...
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