We’re here, your lost children, listening for a sign – Six poems by Helen Wickes
CALLING FOR HELP It’s a shame you can’t outlaw language or license the users. Sometimes you can choke on ...
CALLING FOR HELP It’s a shame you can’t outlaw language or license the users. Sometimes you can choke on ...
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Letter to my fellow housekeepers Sisters, whom I’ll soon see again, As of right now, some of you ...
The most naïve boy of Dhabaldhola village had been murdered. The decapitated body lay on the demarcation line ...
Her grandfather would never go back there. He distrusted the place. ‘The people smile all the time,’ he used to ...
It was Foucault who defined a “text” as a collection of signs that need interpretation. This definition broadened the meaning ...
I am just going to take a few seconds to provide the readers with a brief introduction that should be ...
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