Cheshire Cats Don’t Exist – Sharona Kenwrick

‘Cheshire Cats don’t exist,’ I try desperately to explain to Maggie as she lies awake on my arm almost three … More

Connection

Connection A red kite traces a lazy spiral Across a honeycomb of houses Rows and rows of chipped and fading … More

In the crevices of the wall I’m barely holding onto life The crack where I live It has neither flourished … More

I’ve never really felt qualified enough to talk ‘art criticism’. For the most part, I don’t really know what … More

Primero, Manhattan Me sentenciaron a veinte años de aburrimiento Leonard sabe a qué me refiero Una condena a la irrelevancia … More

‘Graphite!’ exclaims the sharp-suited Polish businessman sat opposite me, and slaps his knees, pleased at remembering the word. ‘We used … More

Two dollar cover band, typical on a Friday night. We could have gone to the wine garden in the alley. … More

Misplaced Confidence I think it’s time we remembered that we never could predict the futurethat our well-laid plans were nothing … More

Hundreds of miles across the water, a forklift truck picks up unmarked white box after unmarked white box and stacks … More

I think we can all agree this isn’t like rehab anymore. I’m not excited by the prospect of getting fit … More

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