Even though he shouldn’t have, even though he knew what lurked there waiting for his arrival, he’d gone to the Forest. He’d had nowhere else he could go before the panic got too strong. 3,308 more words
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Has there ever been a Lesbian Zoo?
Olivia Laing was not wrong in saying “the future of the queer avant-garde is safe with Isabel Waidner”, as Waidner creates a topsy-turvy, destabilising, dismantling, distorting post-identity Britain inhabited by Gilbert & George-esque lesbians, Peggy “the let’s-get-the-hell-out-of-here Pegasus”, hoofed fibreglass sculptures, Healthy-lips, chalk faeries, a transarmy with red question marks compressing the left-facing heads and the “phantom of prohibited futures”. 1,058 more words
Episode Fifteen: No One So Little Loved: Part Two.
Leonardo had been eleven years old, the first time he realized what he was.
He’d been walking back from his mother and step-father’s house, idly swinging a stick he’d found. 1,231 more words
“You did what?”
He had to give it to the Lord Queen, for however dainty she appeared to be, it was in those moments when her voice sliced through the air quick as a lightning strike and cut deeper than Sülknír steel that she reminded them all why the Sinner Demon race had happily accepted another Ka’ahne sitting the throne of their people. 2,657 more words