The Mind in Flight
It is three o’clock in the morning. I sit at my desk, the white screen of my monitor glaring at me defiantly, lost in the silence. There are so few moments like these, when the world around me is sleeping and I am not; when the eastern horizon is still black and the landborne stars…
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Behind the Screens
A little narrative: Recently, a young woman from Eastern Europe who lives in UK, rushed her heavily pregnant sister to hospital, Adhering to the letter of their Covid 19 regulations the hospital staff insisted the pregnant sister be separated from her sibling, who was seated on a chair in the ward corridor – a chair…
Out of Darkness?
“Round to your left, please!” There are ways of saying ‘please’, which vary from earnest entreaty to thinly-disguised threat. This is the latter. “Did you order online?” She stands in command of her little empire of plastic bollards and fake crime tape, stockily built, belligerent and enjoying the anonymity of her paper mask. “Do…