By:
Ritwiza
Asthana
I could hear Emma wail through our thin
walls
As could you, I think, when I cried in
anguish
At the absurdity of it all
Did we come together or
Did we fall apart?
Did I feel your hands holding me
Or did I just imagine it all?
What a catastrophic time to live in
And what a way to feel alive
For years, we were “just” neighbours
Now, we are soldiers bonded in strife.
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Our Members are champions of literature. Their support makes our engagement work in schools and prisons possible and they enable us to celebrate literature in all its wonderful diversity. As a thank you, we give them all the joys of a literary festival and book club rolled into one, all year round.