Kaddish
The word Obu is warm and round. This is how it sounds. It is warm to go with my mother’s hands and the lines on her face. I just felt so much love! My mother says. She spreads both hands and waves them around. It was a giant love. She also uses both […]
Lethe
On the second day you will not care for the news. Like a child you will play: tearing away the cross word puzzle and forgetting the old country with your gaze pointed at the painted sunlight of the dayroom. You will remember the sixth day most of all because you will have an answer; [&hel
On the front lines of the migration crisis in Palermo
In the Kalsa neighbourhood of Palermo, between the city’s historic centre and its seafront and ports, you’ll find Piazza Rivoluzione. A square that is more of a triangle, the piazza is a meeting point for five winding streets. At its heart currently stands a mass of scaffolding and tarpaulin, a
Magpie
In the hallway, I can feel the walls breathing. Furniture is sparse, and the woodwork is mahogany. There is a framed map of Canada to my left. Through the window above the staircase, a shard of sun pierces the room and lands squarely on a vase of oriental lilies, bathing them in a quiet yellow [&hel
‘Independence’ Day
“What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days of the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is a constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, s
Tory Crimes Against Cinematography
As this glorified JCR election of a Tory leadership contest heaves its way into a second month, the nation will be treated to the unedifying public spectacle of two Oxford alumni flirting with the Conservative Party membership. It’s all a bit Love Island, for retired bigots. However, if you swallo
“It could be the next Tiananmen Square”
Last Thursday, a throng of students and staff gathered outside the Rad Cam to protest the proposed Extradition Law Amendment Bill in Hong Kong. It’s a silent protest, reflecting the pacifism of the activists these people follow closely in the press. Still, quiet conversations patter beneath umbrel
WOMEN IN COLOUR
See full photo essay here. Photography by Kirsty Fabiyi and Antonio Perricone. Production and Words by Leela Jadhav. Featuring Toni Busuttil, Eliza Chee, Daffodil Dhayaa, Henna Khanom, Jiaqi Kang, Karishma Paun, Keisha Asare, Laila March, Mrinmoyee Roy, Myra Ali, Nohely Peraza, Rache
