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Rachel Rossin is a multi-media and installation artist based in New York City
At the heart of the piece is Ebizie’s experience of a rare neurological condition that was barely recognised until 2014.
Since there’s no pastime like screen time, I decided to dive into my deep well of internet sedation to understand where the hours go.
Nothing is more infuriating to me when I ask for directions from point A to point B then to be instructed, “Head east.”
Forty-something emails are still marked unread because the dopamine hit comes from clicking them open, not replying.
My soft core, rose, again as a sweep of emotions turned and tumbled across—the faults, the cliffs, the shifts—parenthood’s ostensible end.
Text message strings are a lot like hotel rooms. They’re temporary, relatively easy to clean out, and progressively get more exasperating, smarmy, and damp the longer that they stay.
Though I was unaware of her passing, I awoke at that exact moment to the sound of restless wind rustling through my bedroom.
Dear Dr. Hanover, my Psychiatrist,
I wrote you an email just now that was most certainly a testament—proof!
Why?’ starts as an informal introduction to the theatre, with the actors claiming God created theatre on the seventh day.
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Rough seas, as I say. Imagining the refugees today. Would they dare, would they know, would the smugglers stay silent about the high waves?
Through the platform of ANOKO, Obialo has promoted a plethora of African women in New York City. We, at Litro, want to help these women flourish through their distinct narratives.
Candace and I stomp our feet to the rhythm of Alice Merton’s song. We smile, throwing our heads back at the performing drag queen on stage.
I thought the man was sleeping until I saw his dead stare. The top of his head was gone, leaving a hole ringed by wisps of black hair.
While I learned how to clean and prepare and be a proper girl, George, Michael and Joseph, were playing video games in our shared bedroom.