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After the Op

I wake to the silence of home. No beeps, no distant voices in corridors, no professional footsteps. Just the deep quiet of the countryside, which unnerved me when we first moved to the middle of nowhere, but now feels centred … Continue reading

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  There’s been a plane crash and I am one of the survivors who make camps on a sheet of ice, Antarctica perhaps.   There is a perfect circle cut in the snow. I fall in thinking this is cold … Continue reading

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Cut the BS

If cancer is a gift then I’d like the receipt please, and as my mother said to me once, it’s true you do learn a lot from this disease but Jesus there are easier ways to learn things, and I … Continue reading

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Reading the stripy pyjamas

I found the monster when I was crossing the parking lot.  His diesel claws clicking on sulphur.  You said you couldn’t smell it. The tiniest lump of lemon tickled my throat.  I was tempted to wipe the screen sterile.  I went back to nothing, almost, absolutely, … Continue reading

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Trolls

You paint yourself blue, all dinosaur prints and the worry of trolls eating farmyard goats. I tell you the fences are strong, even if the trolls offered good money, the lady at the gate would never let them in. You … Continue reading

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Waiting

There are stages, gaps in knowledge. Question marks that catch in the throat. The crocodile clock that suddenly ticks louder for me. The lost boys searching for their mother, and those who do not hear the mermaid’s song which murmurs … Continue reading

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Not Cancer

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Just the possibility of an invasion. Soldiers on the border of surgery with their radiant smiles and bright green skin. Martians with ray guns. But apparently I am the patient and must not make jokes. I must sit in the … Continue reading

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What Were You Scared Of As A Child?

My mother barely let me watch television and then only educational stuff like Sesame Street that couldn’t possibly damage my young mind. As a result, I had waking nightmares that Cookie Monster was climbing out of the TV set shouting … Continue reading

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The Waiting Room – the beginnings of an idea

A friend told me that when she first received a diagnosis of cancer, they locked the door and that’s how she knew it was bad news. This project is about opening those doors. We want to make an online creative … Continue reading

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The beginning of something new.

Anorak are starting out on a new project to create an online creative space for those effected by cancer, those who work with them, and those who wish to connect; Using video and interactive documentary in combination with poetry to … Continue reading

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