The Conservatives’ decision to repeal the 1998 Human Rights Act, based on the European Convention on Human Rights and to replace it with our own British Bill of Rights, means that recently it feels that our democratic freedoms have been hotly contested. Nobody can deny that freedom of speech is a deserving and hard-won right […]Read more "Free Speech Or Hate Speech? Where Does Democracy End?"
I used to wonder if you could only really love me once you’d had a drink. If the burning in your throat functioned as a distraction, blurring out my sagging cheeks and the blackheads on my nose. I could become another uniform face, moulded in plasticine. What irony that you could only love a uniform […]Read more "Prose I Can Only Publish Because I’m Tipsy (Because It’s Both Shit and Angry)"
Jack Kerouac: you taught me that I was only cool as long as I was drunk. You left me stranded in frozen box-flats, feigning eloquence, as I tripped baby steps behind you, the Sal to your Dean. I think you and Ginsberg would be fuckboys if you were around today. Sylvia Plath: you taught me to […]Read more "What My Favourite Authors Taught Me (Spoken Word Transcript)"
#1 I could have cracked my knuckles on your spine because they taught you to live life on your knees: to make yourself fill the smallest amount of space possible as an apology for your presence. #2 I envisioned you charged by an electric current, wondering if your stillness at night was because they turned […]Read more "Observations On People I Have Known"