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My feet
Two men stood at the back of the store
on white lino with their black, square shoes.
He steps up, after a little push, from the shorter one.
"Can I help you ma'am?" 'No, you can't.' I want to reply
but I bite my tongue and instead I smile, in my polite way,
and say.
"Can you tell me whether you've got this in size eight?"
'Who wants to admit they have clown feet to a beautiful specimen of male?'
So I stand there, tapping my big, cave-woman foot, waiting for that white box, the one that's the biggest.
'Stare at the white lino, your ratty converse and their contrast.' My mind whistles.
I stare at the yellow walls and the rows of shoes and the door.
He's coming back, with the huge box, I swallow what feels like a glass of water though my spit's not as fat as my flipper toe.
"I can't."
A little whisper before he's even opened the box.
I leave, without saying another word, shaking slightly.
That's how I feel everytime I walk to a till with my big flipper shoes.
Word of advice: Order online.[/font]
on white lino with their black, square shoes.
He steps up, after a little push, from the shorter one.
"Can I help you ma'am?" 'No, you can't.' I want to reply
but I bite my tongue and instead I smile, in my polite way,
and say.
"Can you tell me whether you've got this in size eight?"
'Who wants to admit they have clown feet to a beautiful specimen of male?'
So I stand there, tapping my big, cave-woman foot, waiting for that white box, the one that's the biggest.
'Stare at the white lino, your ratty converse and their contrast.' My mind whistles.
I stare at the yellow walls and the rows of shoes and the door.
He's coming back, with the huge box, I swallow what feels like a glass of water though my spit's not as fat as my flipper toe.
"I can't."
A little whisper before he's even opened the box.
I leave, without saying another word, shaking slightly.
That's how I feel everytime I walk to a till with my big flipper shoes.
Word of advice: Order online.[/font]
Published 23rd Jan 2011
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