By Michelle Wilkinson
Published Tuesday 3 February 2009
I’m running for my life. Moments ago, I was struggling through crowds. Now I’m running. I was haggling and bartering and grappling over food. Now I clutch it close to my chest as I stumble and squelch through the muddy tunnels. In the grim light, families huddle together, making themselves invisible. They’re getting closer. It was my own fault [...]
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Tags: dreams, dystopia, family, freedom, future
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By Bruce Stirling
Published Wednesday 14 January 2009
The crush of bodies seeking shelter down in Turbine Hall drove me up to the roof for air. That’s when I saw her. Just after midnight, a girl no more than twelve emerged from the rain and stood before The Family, a bronze sculpture overlooking the Thames. Making sure she was unobserved, she climbed onto [...]
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Tags: abstract, dystopia, family, hall, rain, sculpture, turbine, weeds
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By Anthony Wilkins
Published Monday 12 January 2009
In the few minutes before the last arc of the sun finally dipped below the horizon, it was at last cool enough for the two women to creep out and continue their exploration for another night.
For Arica, slightly the younger of the two, watching her shadow stretch and lengthen was never less than fascinating. Myrna [...]
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Tags: dystopia, Hope, Well, Wishing
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