Set the microwave to 3 minutes, she reads, Throwing away the cardboard sleeve. Sleep is a healer (or so they say)…
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Winter's weakening grip slips into night As we journey together, Tabs under tongues, Tennants on side tables…
Read MoreOutside a pub. Tom is smoking, Emily sees him. EMILY: Shitsticks. She attempts to duck past unseen but he spots her…
Week I A cold wind. Clouds forming on the ceiling late last night. Emily would call it early. “You technically are a…
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George Millership speaks into Siri to see what it truly records from his feelings…
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I am a relapsed writer. From a very young age, writing had always been a core part of my sense of self.
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This year Halloween is a big deal in New Zealand. (It never usually is.) It’s a big deal because it is now a lifeline…
A step outside and that gulp of fresh air is your first in twenty hours. It feels good. You breathe in wind through…
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These are words taken from C.S. Lewis’ sermon Learning in Wartime, given on the eve of the outbreak of World War…
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My multiple failed attempts to spell “Dalgona” were foreshadowing. It reminded me of the scene in Harry Potter…
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It is a melancholy vision, when one walks down the streets of this great city and across the nation, to witness…
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Today is, if my calculations are correct, the 47th day of lockdown. It is also VE day. Which is bizarre. Never before…
Read MoreI’m not going to pretend this piece is coming from a sunlit bed with crisp, clean sheets…
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My feeling about the past six weeks in isolation, like many things in life, is best summarized on Twitter…
Read MorePlease keep your seat belt fastened while you are seated and pay attention to the preflight briefing. we know this is…
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The last time I saw someone my own age was March 17th, over two months ago…
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