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You ask if I am happy to see you Well, is it me that asks or you? I cocoon myself underneath you and plead Yes, yes, I have missed you, I am joyous. You are not so sure.   Your mouth manoeuvres an upturning and eyes glisten in a way that says  Darling, I believe you. But I am not so sure.   Perhaps I do miss the way  I used to throw myself into the air  with a fearless gravity. The spinning and bending of body– Flesh as suspension, the air as a vacuum to move through. Perhaps

In 2023 to 2024, I spent most of my gap year working in Miami. During this time, I can remember listening to stories about journeys through jungles, detention centres, and dangerous border crossings that felt like survival more than migration. The people I met and spoke with from these backgrounds were ecstatic to be living the American Dream and working any available job. Now, a couple of years later, these stories echo on global stages, from the Grammys to political rallies

On the 27th of November, I walked into the Banham theatre to watch TG Leeds’ production of ‘Big Big Sky’. Upon entry, I noticed the theatre had been decorated with dozens of ornate paper birds ascending along the sides of the seats, a detail that not only acted as a thoughtful prelude to the central plot of the play but also to the care and intentionality of the team behind the production. I had little knowledge of Tom Wells’ Big Big Sky before TG’s rendition, but within minu

There’s no shortage of online content telling men how to be ‘good in bed’: from which lingerie turns men on most, to the best moves, the right dirty talk, and even instructions for their hands. It’s all very loud, very intentional, and honestly a bit repetitive. What I rarely ever see talked about are the small, everyday things, the innocent, almost accidental moments that lodge themselves in my brain and replay until the moment I’m finally asleep. So I sat down, reflected, a