Jul 25, 2022
“And I’ll lead you all wherever you may be and I’ll lead you all in the dance said she.” In 1979, the Lady of the Dance (aka Type 1 diabetes) crawled under my skin and forever after continues to live in every cell of my body, constantly pushing buttons and stringing...
Jul 21, 2022
The day is white hot. The temperature, the sky, inflation. Thoughts turn to the apocalypse. After teaching refugees from Iraq and Sudan, I attend a talk in a big tent about Climate Change. The grass has died in the gardens outside the marquee. ...
Jul 11, 2022
What are you up to? The beach is empty. The sea is waving me in. She stands on the stones, takes off her shoes, empties her pockets and slips off her trousers. She detaches the insulin pump and leaves it in a small carrier bag next to the rock. A...