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Warm water probes my bald head,

Where long hair used to diffuse

the chains of drops.


Savouring a moment of being alone,

I glance down to watch the water

leave my feet and run to the exit.



I see a clear view

of only one foot.

The other,

partly obstructed

by the intrusion of my breast.

Ah yes,


– Laura L Strebel