NgeruWhen I took part In a white conspiratorial smile In Naenae It was dark And we shuffled along, burrowing Into our warm winter coatsAug 20, 2023Aug 20, 2023
Not AuschwitzIt was the saddest scene. Little lumps of tea-stained human beings assembled at the train station. This no-man’s land of waiting, heads…Aug 20, 2023Aug 20, 2023
The LabThe cafe inside the Deloitte building is called The Lab. It evokes the sense of synthetic, processed food reminiscent of Aldous Huxley’s…Aug 20, 2023Aug 20, 2023
How does the Devil console herself?The train carried my body towards you in the wrong direction Possessed by my will, I’d thrown it in the carriageAug 20, 2023Aug 20, 2023
Everyone has their own copy of the complete stories of Edgar Allan Poe that they don’t readEveryone’s sick of being glibAug 20, 2023Aug 20, 2023
