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My life as a body

There was an extent to which being a body implied violence; like if you were going to keep on being a body this was something you’d have to be comfortable with. But then I never was, and still think I am not really, and so now I mostly forget I am a body at all.

Review: On Bodies, by Three of Cups press

I am a body, so there was lots in this book I found affirming and relatable. And at the same time I also found it to be very sad, because all the bodies who wrote it seem to hate being bodies at all.

Elabon

A chapter from a novel I wrote ages ago about swimming through space and the strange planets you come to as you do.

Complaint

A complaint I wrote to the Scottish Mental Health Arts and Film Festival’s Writing Awards that won second place in the awards themselves.

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