I love the doom of men. But I love doomed men even more.

An illustration.

There is a scene in the TV series, ‘Fargo’, the crime-drama. Surely, you must have watched ‘Fargo’. It’s bleak, rolling out in dreary, unending …

Sometimes when I’m in shags I wake up in the dead of the night and stumble out of my Simba to meet an unyielding wall of darkness outside. Into a complete silence often broken by a distance howl of …

A REVIEW

By Gloriah Amondi. 

[Because a review of a very short movie about young people doing young things [like sitting inside a supermarket trolley] deserves to be reviewed by a young person.]

Every tragic story has the `what …

Gang,
Next week Tuesday is our closing day here.

This means we are slowing down this slowjam. Like really slowing it down. But first let me tell you something about writing a book. But first first, let me tell …

In another life, I was dawn. Not afternoon, night or evening but early dawn; the tricky transition between night and morning before anything takes shape, before anything means something. A time when shadows refuse to stir and the sky …