An Exercise In Magic Realism
Being a parent is like an exercise in magic realism. The little person who starts out as a clump of fertilised cells inside you, glued together by glycoproteins, whose embryological term ’morula’...
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“A body of writing is organic. Its words are like cells which grow and expand, into an architecture of passages. Nurtured by the flow of ink, by the promise of white space, shaped by the rules of...
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