Bridging the Divide: “He sleeps in a car”
I arrive in Rajasthan Holding a British passport close to my chest – Paper Laced with Australian and Irish ink, That migrated From England’s south west To the south west Sphere of our capital city. London. An ironically Lonely space that is historically Home to inclusivity As a concept. A city that my crossbreed body has accepted As a temporary home During this temporally transient life ...