Faye

† God loves me recklessly

enough to hate the very

thing that hurts me

without hating me for

committing it †

Mount Wellington, Hobart, Tasmania.

@vintagecoffin

The sweltering air of New York’s summer hung thick, swirling together with the puffs of cheap tobacco. The smoke barely escaped the lips of married men who went looking for a bit of sympathy in the crowded bar of Madelyn's; named after a beautiful french woman who charmed a young ‘Monsieur Wilson’ into bed for a pretty price. Nightlife seeped between the cracks bringing in hordes of the idle rich who craved a look at Madelyn’s girls. Behind velvet curtains was a bustle of sequins and feathers as long-legged girls rouged their cheeks, transforming into glittering goddesses for the men of New York. However, not everything was so glamorous.

Little miss Susie Bennett, a blue-eyed angel with cascading blonde locks, slumped against the dirty bathroom sink and let out a jagged breath as she tried to wash her self-loathing down the plughole. Wiping away the slight dribble of saliva across her pink painted lips, Susie’s reddened eyes inspected every blemish, every quirk. That morning all her hopes and dreams were sure to come true but reality had come crashing down upon them when the domineering director didn’t cast the aspiring dancer because she rejected his advances. All the extra dance classes and rehearsals that ran into the dark hours of night. All for nothing.

Sitting around polished wood tables with assorted elixirs in hand, the low rumble of laughter grew thin under the shouts emitting from brass instruments. Sweat glimmered down the blonde’s slender neck, heat beaming from a spot light which sculpted her already petite torso was pinched by a ruby laced corset. Extending her thin leg clad in sheer, the lively onlookers dripped with anticipation at that glowing girl whose sensual movements left them begging for more.

I HAVE BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH

Ross is a babe.

i fear

you’ll wake up one night

missing me

and it will be far too late.

(PS)