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A Mutual Armrest

A Story by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

I caught a bus and thought this.

Awake

A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

Your fingers coiled on the arms twisted rest;a rest like you.Flitting lids seeing snippets spunthreads of incursive cursive,embroidering the wallswith..

Intro to Uni

A Story by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

A brief recollection of my first hours on campus.

A Penniless Afternoon

A Story by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

Our world is bound by juxtaposition.

Router

A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

Sporadic internet is unhealthily irritating.

Visit

A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

This person I know doesn't come around enough.

Biscuit

A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

I f*****g love chocolate and sweets. Here's a small ode.

First Cigarette

A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

This is, for me, the feeling of the first drag, when you've taken some drugs and feel lovely.

A Token of Stasis

A Story by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell

I was enjoying Scrabble with someone who took inordinately long. I was just waiting, itching for action. This is just a short, written animation of or..