Miranda Critchley graduated from Clare College, Cambridge last year.
Michael Clune first took heroin in July 1997. Afterwards, he lay on the roof of his friend Chip’s New York apartment:
A single cloud moved through the blue sky … My eye was a glass box, and inside it there was no time. I kept the cloud inside it. I wish I could show it to you. I never imagined this could happen. A breath entering my nostrils coiled over the nerves, losing all...
With some things the sense of lost desire can be strong. The future is always behind us, or at least it seemed that way in the days of the space shuttle and the BBC Micro: they could memorably explode...
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