Wrestling Emily Dickinson

The Blue Carpet has seen better days. Thomas Heatherwick’s  Blairite folly outside the Laing Art Gallery in Newcastle still curls up witti...

Grotesque ‘Fucking grotesque’ – message on dating site from ‘marcus69shh’ Grotesque does not mean ugly: it means hybridity, incon...

I met a traveller from an antic land who said: 'A solitary baseball cap lies in the crater. Near it, on the ground, the wreckage of a po...

(fairly obviously after  W.B. Yeats ) Turning and turning in the media cycle's Discordant broadcast vortex, things fall apart; the ...

Time was, a fella knew he knew the score: knew what was kosher, spotted what was bobbins. but who's to say what’s Waltish anymore, n...

We were building perfect prisons while pretending we were free. We were making boys fuck German Shepherds for democracy. We all voted for ...

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