Tag: londonlife
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HIDDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT TOUCH
I go down clutching my legs to reach out and tied up my shoe lace. It has been a good night. I met the people I was supposed to meet, saw friends, and yes, you’ve touched my hand. Hidden in plain sight our fingers have teased playfully behind the stem of the glass with my…
Ana Iñigo Olea
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AMY, AMY, AMY
I often find myself talking to Amy. I listen to her and the answer is underlined in the way I embrace her voice through my presence, the physical and the other, and I think on the time we met, when our lives crossed paths more like. You excused yourself politely while approaching the bar with…