A Lament of the Growing Futility of our Rage

our anger has no ability to destabilise they have grown accustomed to our anger.   our anger is their profit deliberately deliberately they anger us the more we scream cry destroy ourselves the more they line their pockets  thicken and bulge with the acidity of our anger our anger is so profitable they now sell…

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wishing for stories of black fairies

a cinematic wish-list

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vacillating self love

on body positivity- a critique of the notion of the totality of body-positivity.

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Choosing Single

an essay and some poetry on love, self-love and singlehood

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Love! that silent revolution

an elucidation of love

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