You’d be sat in the pub and someone would come round
and offer you stuff that had been knocked off. It’s where
I got my wristwatch with the wonky date. Chocolates
cellophaned in boxes. A choice of bracelets. Lipsticks
Abercrombie and Fitch pullovers
that no one wanted. Fragrances
Cigarettes in cartons (without warnings)
A girl I knew bought a canary yellow dress
that sometimes showed her knickers but the label
was exclusive. New York. Milan. And Paris
She tried it on in the toilets then came out
to give everyone a twirl, like Twiggy in the 60s
Harry Rutherford, in the coner
would look up from his sketchpad
Even the bar staff applauded
Steven Taylor
Picture Nick Victor
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