Instead, my F's, H's, and R's look like something a 4-year-old would do, on a heavy dose of Calpol...

Learning to stay, to sit at the centre of the lemniscate is all that it requested of me, right now.

My body aches, my lungs burn. I fear one of my ankles will give way, and that will be the end for me.

That boat was in the still waters. Floating and not going anywhere. The moorings I knew I left behind me could barely be seen...

I am sitting at a café. It’s a very hot morning in La Havana. I can feel my eyes checking the surroundings, a prey looking for her next...