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DOES THIS OFFEND?

Naked walls adorned only with nails. A desolate student library, chairs tucked neatly under desks, a ghoulish sculpture wrapped head to toe in cloth at its centre. An empty…
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Traffic

There are places in the world where a woman alone on a street experiences rape just because she is alone on a street. Like a dropped bill or coin, belonging to no-one, free to be…
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The Interior Life

What if the mind doesn’t like to be followed  all the time.  Every morning, the pen noting  it went here, it went there.  Maybe it’s tired  of the hand, that paparazzo in…
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Night Notes

Insomnia is the last groover on the dance floor, still going at it when everyone else has collapsed in a heap, singing along to all the tunes, whooping it up, letting it rip. But…
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