Swept Up — Part One: Summer
"Trees are felled and walls crumble, but you swing back on your rocker, convinced it’s just a phase."
"Trees are felled and walls crumble, but you swing back on your rocker, convinced it’s just a phase."
"Wet earth masks the smell of trouble brewing outside, and you ignore the slight whiff of tension in the air, breathe in the familiar memory of white desi corn, sprinkled with chilli and lime."
Racism and Islamophobia surge in Britain as far-right mobs spread violence. It's time for decisive action against this hatred, not just condemnation.
We’ve been educating ourselves, reading, listening, watching and paying close attention to the stories shared by Palestinians.
Newsletter heaven is where I now reside, and I find myself smiling at my phone a lot more than I used to.