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A Girl Is a Half-Formed Thing
The hours come. They come. Over all the clock. Around with time. I am sleeping my face on your...
Politics on the Edge
‘David has decided,’ one of his aides explained, when I met him later, ‘that one cannot criticise...
Love For That
“It’s not about how long we live, but how wide we live”Said someone to me as I...
Our Strangers
I’m on the train, traveling alone, with two seats to myself. I have to use the restroom. Without...
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