Wednesday morning. Overhead, tweeting wires sag beneath the murderweight of crows. Fifteen stories up the roof-high cries of […]
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Pete Moi Conteh is a writer and filmmaker. Born in Sierra Leone, he now lives in Manchester. @peetahmoykontay
From the appendix ‘defunct realities from the notebooks underneath my bed’ in Reperfusion iii. It was about […]
The morning dawned gray, and we were moored where spoonbills nested, roseate in place of the sun. I […]
“Which One Pound shop was it?” the kid asked, “what was its name?” “I don’t know” the other […]
I return often to Lorna Simpson’s ‘Waterbearer’ (1986). The work speaks to me of women and history, and the silencing of women’s […]
one is the brown water canal coming from the airport. one seems to be the invisible low frequency […]
There is a street in this city where, at night, the light from the lampposts is wrong. You […]
Getting arrested is something people make too much fuss about. The worst is over and as long as […]
Lucio makes a sudden decision: he walks into a hairdresser’s – it’s half six in the afternoon – […]
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