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April 1, 2021

Swapping Stories With A Stranger

Last night, the sun was still alive, looming above, but flagging with fatigue, and the sky was a soothing shade of blue. There were bottles, broken and blessed on the brown and grey stones of the pavement, as I crept past, lighting up a cigarette, hoping not to halt the slumber of a man who…

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December 12, 2020

Yes, In Your Back Yard, Katherine.

I saw a plan for new homes this morning, in the newspaper. Oh. Thank God. I thought. Surely they’re needed. The streets are no place for people, but people find their place on the streets, and homes are good. Necessary, nice, even? Right? Wrong. Not to be NIMBYs, but the neighbours have lost it at…

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May 15, 2020

Swanscombe Used To Be Such A Nice Little Town

Helicopters hang over my house, most nights, sweet symphony of sirens, the violin solo of violence. Somebody will awake to bad news. A boy was stabbed last night. The neighbours are all whispering, about how the streets don’t feel safe, the value of their houses, even less so. A boy was stabbed last night, but…

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March 2, 2019

Car Parks

There was red and blue, in the air, sirens singing, as I stared up at you, like you were an old friend, an old memory, a stabilising slap to the face, among the chaotic commuters, questioning officers, about how they should get home, and what they should do. I had been worrying about a press…

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Swapping Stories With A Stranger

Yes, In Your Back Yard, Katherine.

Swanscombe Used To Be Such A Nice Little Town

Car Parks