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Protected: A Place to See God
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Protected: A Whale of a Time
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Ngā tohu
Te Kore The girl walks into the forest for the first time in ages. She remembers a long-ago time, when she went by a different name. Now—like then—she comes here seeking refuge. The forest rushes up to greet her. Wind tinkling, leaves turning themselves inside out. Steel your back, her tūpuna whisper. She notices everything.…
Noxul Street Splits
I am lucky. I do the splits on Noxul Street. Hanumanasana or samakonasana—the watchers don’t care. The watchers do care how much I hurt, or which level I attain each week: elementary, flexible, or elastic. I’m currently sitting at flexible, although occasionally I break into the rubber-band category. I’m indefatigable even though the pain is…
Now and Then
Is this a real video, Mum writes, or is this AI? I’m still half asleep. The light in my room is the honey-gold of early mornings and my curtains shiver with barely-felt air. Squinting, I click on the link. The two remaining Beatles walk along Abbey Road. I recognise it because I was there with…