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Love Has No Labels

It’s time to evolve, to truly become civilized – beautifully shown in this simple but effective ad from Ad Council.

While the vast majority of Americans consider themselves unprejudiced, many of us unintentionally make snap judgments about people based on what we see—whether it’s race, age, gender, religion, sexuality, or disability. This may be a significant reason many people in the U.S. report they feel discriminated against. Subconscious prejudice—called “implicit bias”—has profound implications for how we view and interact with others who are different from us. It can hinder a person’s ability to find a job, secure a loan, rent an apartment, or get a fair trial, perpetuating disparities in American society. The Love Has No Labels campaign challenges us to open our eyes to our bias and prejudice and work to stop it in ourselves, our friends, our families, and our colleagues.

Find out more at Love Has No Labels.


Hey Love – Short Fiction

Hey, Love

I am running fast to make it on time for my first class. Four weeks ago I had a concussion and even if I am still feeling woozy, I decided to show up for school today. The bell rings. The sound resonates in the whole of Woodrose High. The mayhem in the hallways brings a comforting welcome that I am back indeed. Cliques and couples gathered in the locker areas disperse quickly heading out to their respective rooms. I couldn’t help but smile. This is the familiar chaos I missed when I was out. However, despite the “Whats” that I missed, I’d rather see the “Whos”. Especially Haley. My Haley.

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If Destroyed…

Butts lay scattered around the glass ash tray

That is the centre piece of the beer garden table.

A heart sits skew-wiff, etched in such a way

That reads S.M 4 V.C


I can’t help but wonder if they’ve already been destroyed

Put out like the two’s of a burnt down Marlboro.

The etch in their heart beats now entirely void.

Another scrap piece of paper to stow

In the top draw with the other past lovers

Who’s dingy strings linger from their memory

To the centre of your heart. Entwining with others

Who had tied themselves to you temporarily.

Isn’t the most important organ only a tangled mess

Just a big giant knot sat in the centre of your chest?

The sordid sexual encounters and fine bright romances

Are nothing but scattered wires with the poor advances.

Now look at your heart like it’s this goddamn ash tray.

Full of men and women who once felt bright and new.

Around the heart tray is where the people lay

Who spilled outside the holder when the wind blew.




Swansea Love Story

I’ve been waiting for this film to come out on VBS, looks like it will be sad, insightful and very honest. It’s out on February 12th in six parts. Well worth a look.

‘Co-directed and produced by Vice UK’s editor Andy Capper and Leo Leigh (son of Mike), Swansea Love Story is about the largely unreported heroin epidemic in South Wales. The film is an intimate look at the lives of a gang of young addicts, their families and their surroundings. The film examines how unemployment, the breakdown of the family and the nature of love contribute to the dilemmas faced by a group of young people.

Describing the film Andy Capper said: ‘We wanted to make this film because we were tired of seeing homeless young people being portrayed as little more than statistics. Documentaries about drug use often come out pious and fail to really get to know the people behind the drug usage. We wanted to show what it was like to live with an addiction as realistically as possible.’

The film follows Amy & Cornelius, Lee and Leanne, Clint, Kristian and Wills around their daily lives as they struggle to get money to buy drugs, alcohol and for places to live. During the course of the film, characters get clean and relapse. They fall in and out of love. We meet their families and drugs workers. We meet their dealers. We meet members of Swansea’s mining and docker community who tell us how the city has changed. In place of industry there’s myriad bars, strip joints and cheap booze outlets. Racial tension often spills over into public protest and violence.’

life is flashing before your eyes