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The Curse of the Jenny Inverts

We thought we were rich, we were raised to think we were rich, and then we turned out not to be.

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Hemlock

Of Philosophical Deaths and Slowly Strangling Sheep

I should accept that this place has always been an island

After class, I walk toward the exit looking—like my students—not toward the future but at my phone’s screen.

The Wrong Kind of Good

On playing netball at school in South Africa