Nothing to write home about
Sometimes, all she wanted to do was stare down the mirror like someone else, find meaning in every freckle and contour and caress her collarbones and nascent hips manically like a leering camera.
Homelessness and Sense of Place
Evie and Isaac unsettle the concept of ‘sense of place’ through an investigation into homelessness in Bristol.
Ode to a Kebab
The only thing better than
the ritual of the kebab,
is ending the night not just with eating,
but with me in your arms sleeping.
Were I a rat, I could love cheese without understanding how it was made exactly
Love lessons from Rat, our soldier of hope
Tallulah, we don’t know where we’re going
Rosa revisits Bugsy Malone as a finalist; the film is poignant now more than ever.