Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 8
David Arthur, No. 8: Bed of Roses I could not believe a hospital bed was my last form of comfort. The crunch of biohazard plastic and a smell of stale, lifeless environment was…
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Resident Artist 3: Dion Loubser No. 5
Resident Artist 3: No. 5 — Perro Negro I was scared The cars snarled The rain lashed And the wind howled The bus station wallowed in its filth I scowled with my…
Resident Artist 2: David Arthur, No. 7
David Arthur, No. 7: RORY’S RIVERS AND ROADS Relax, it’s only a simple 12 hours of Rivers and Roads separating you two. Do not stop the tear from your soft heart, big man.…