Lesbian Unicorns

Her shoes make so much noise, like a dog barking, or a donkey braying or the ejection of one hundred cylinders from a US M1 Carbine semi-automatic rifle. Her shoes click at the end of each spoken sentence, a punctuation mark, a black hole, a gouged eye socket. She commands power with foot wear, her chest secondary to the five hundred dollar high heel platform booties in black leather and suede.