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On Being A Woman Walking Alone In The Dark To walk home and fear every shadow, every twist and turn of path. To stay within earshot of a group of men, hoping they will come to your aid if you need it, whilst simultaneously keeping a “safe” distance in the knowledge that they might just…… Continue reading 1.3

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The air stole breath  from your lungs                                   and                           swirled cool and                                unbroken            about in your mouth            forcing and forming         involuntary vowel sounds           in the warm hollow    I was just trying to buy new  razor heads for god’s sake not  looking to be inflated like a  balloon.                 …… Continue reading 1.0

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