Cape Town; A Hit & Stay Incident

It’s that underwater moment before something serious happens. Someone’s pulled a weapon, you’re about to declare your long held feelings the person opposite or the doctor’s about to tell you the results. In this case, I’m in a car that’s definitely going to hit someone. Time is elastic, the inevitability weightless. It feels like a … Continue reading Cape Town; A Hit & Stay Incident

Hitchhiking in Taiwan; If Dudley Spoke the Queen’s

Dudley overtakes the lorry with relish, scything through the thinnest of gaps. In the back of the battered people-carrier, caged pigeons sing uselessly defiant prisoner songs with panicked haste, though our human interpretation is merely a cacophony of squawking. In the footwells, an accumulation of snacks scramble from left to right, a wealth of dubious … Continue reading Hitchhiking in Taiwan; If Dudley Spoke the Queen’s

Revolving Doors & Paramours / Part Two

Link to Part One Most of my romantic life is comprised of heartache over my own shortcomings; contriving situations whereby a girl who loves me is pushed away. I hide from them, leave them alone in the relationship, and only later come to comprehend how much I care. At this point, I find myself surprised … Continue reading Revolving Doors & Paramours / Part Two

Revolving Doors & Paramours / Part One

“The last light is a great time for a first kiss,” I say, surprised by how deliberate my gaze is. The Philippine sunset provides a lazy contrast to the iridescent revelry on the boat we’re sitting at the side of, a faded pink, purple and orange concoction, the sporadic grey clouds like plumes of smoke … Continue reading Revolving Doors & Paramours / Part One

The Philippines; Duterte’s War on Drugs

  She says she could smell the corpse before she could see it. Upon rounding the next corner in the Pasay district of Manila, her sense of sight confirmed the lingering, rotting smell. Three bodies, the pool of claret around them long dried out, almost as dark as the tarmac. Over their faces, stickers covered … Continue reading The Philippines; Duterte’s War on Drugs

Known, Knowing; A Spectrum Of You & Other Inspirations

I’m in an ethnic lounge bar in Armenia as the Syrian refugee beside me, Niz, explains how he was at the shops when his home collapsed, killing his brother, just two months earlier. A barrel bomb, its origins still unknown, was the culprit. His voice is steady, his tone sadly acceptant of the tragedy, the … Continue reading Known, Knowing; A Spectrum Of You & Other Inspirations

The Chaos & The Beauty; The Cash Crisis, A Kidnapping Evasion and Other Indian Contradictions

It’s 4.a.m when the iron shutters lining a dark alleyway are pulled up. The taxi driver and his associate usher me inside and pull the shutter down behind me. Inside, a black money market is operating, a few shady men lit up by the dim glow of computer screens where green letters and numbers fly … Continue reading The Chaos & The Beauty; The Cash Crisis, A Kidnapping Evasion and Other Indian Contradictions