Tears, fears, longing, belonging and living.

Ruth HartleyAfrica, apartheid, Art, Colonialism, Creativity, Displacement, Family, Freedom Fighters, Human rights, identity, justice, Migration, Poetry, Politics, Power, Race, Racism, Religion, South Africa, War, Zambia2 Comments

Why I cried about who I might become “Why do you want to become a French citizen?” I was asked this question at the end of a gruelling two hour naturalisation interview. I burst into tears. “It’s such a difficult and important decision,” I replied, sniffling. “I’ve had to leave too many places I thought of as home. I want […]

Grenfell Tower

Ruth Hartleyjustice, Regulation, Society, Truth2 Comments

Smoke rushing skywards screaming swirling burning blackening poisoning roaring roiling sprinkling light spreading debris sparkling fire-wrapping the homes flaming flaming the living core fire-wrapping fire-wrapping the furnace of families flaming flaming choking the children fire-wrapping fire-wrapping blinding the babies flaming flaming closer to the crying fire-wrapping fire-wrapping the people who perish flaming flaming suffocating the souls fire-wrapping fire-wrapping searing the […]