The Anatomy of a Genocide

There is no imminence to unrest, its origins can be plotted like old genealogy maps. When unrest arrives it bears down in the same way the heaviness of thunderclouds breaks, there is almost a sense of satisfaction when the anticipation finds physical release. The transition of Sri Lanka from colonised to liberated was made with… Continue reading The Anatomy of a Genocide

X Men Immigrants

We don’t know it yet, but our streets are being lined with mutants That’s right, Cyclops, iceman, angel and storm Are reborn, unworn and not yet torn, And they walk between you and me, They sit beside you on the bus and the tube, They man CCTV and fight adversity They guard gas stations, sell… Continue reading X Men Immigrants