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voices silenced
I went to a funeral…
I couldn’t sing…
Hymns don’t make sense for me, how can i sing them.
Clarice Lispector (1992, pp.7-8).
Me and Vacuum
dressing gown and slippers, pom-poms and PJs, trappings and freedoms…not enjoying the domestic clean much!
Jo Spence and Hoover
fishnets and heels, glamour and cleaning, trappings and provocations…
Seeing the world through the eyes of a Savage 