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The Novel Side of Chaos

How will we go back to enjoying that moment in the crowd when we have learnt to be suspicious of every-body. Each suspect without intentions or malice to reason with.

Quarantine Cravings

A hand shake A hug A reassuring squeaze of the shoulder … A pat on the back A kiss Holding hands. … A dance his hand at your waste. … Little or big spoon? A kiss on the cheek. Kissing a stranger. Or long overdue. … Beer pong Forhead kisses High fives Eskimo kisses ThumbContinue reading “Quarantine Cravings”

The Quiet Before The Storm

There is no more space to push human rights. We are already living in a society where suffering and injustice is built into the everyday practice of life, as normalised as passing someone by in the street who is asking for help. As official as the immigration process, that takes your passport and detains you indefinitely, status above humanity.

An Open Letter To Start Fresh

Whatever you think. Whoever you vote for. Perhaps we share the same sinking feeling. With all the stress and injustice in the world, it does not feel like we are heading in the right direction.