Alright, alright. Quiet from the left of the room, please. I can hear your shouts of protest from here. Admitting you’re a racist isn’t overwhelming…
Last year, I boarded a departing flight from the USA with a heart four kilograms heavy and with seven lumps in my throat. I’d left…
On the floor of an underground train station in Budapest, I sat sheltered from the rain, biting my fingernails. I was waiting for a bus,…
“With that beard, you look like a bloody bomb thrower!” “I’m not racist – I just can’t stand the Chinese in groups.” “I was sitting…
He moves me across to the middle of the bed from above with his strong hand between my shoulder blades. My arms flop over my…
“Naked? As is no clothes, tits out, vagina exposed?” “Precisely.” “And then you just frolic around in the nude, naked?” “Precisely,” Daisy repeated, smiling. “Hmm…”…
The United States has long been written off as a destination for tourists, not travellers, man. Even before Chipolata Fingers tweet stormed his way into…
I squirmed with clenched palms as the needle dug and scraped beneath my tender inner-forearm. The hot light sprawled across my body, causing it to…
Our hotel room has a bare-bones Prison Break chic: white-tiled floors worn into a mushroom grain thanks to the oppressive southern Mexico heat, three rust-encrusted,…
oIt was 7am in the Sahara Desert, the sun was about to rise and I was going to miss it because I could no longer…
5:45am, Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport, Atlanta There’s a kind of politeness that’s so polite it’s impolite, you know? Like you can tell the person talking to…
3:32am I am barely five feet tall. He is a professional kickboxer, stocky and red, and a breath away from my face. His furious words…
