She treats her body like a temple with the reverential hush of the quietest stop on the circle line a sacred vessel for almond milk and vegan moisturiser awaiting daily worshippers
My body is a terraced house on a post-war council estate a clamour of squabbling symptoms unkempt, unsteady, undergoing change a pill-popping cocktail bar it will take a lot of work to slow the decay
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