Tomas RuzickaWe Inhabit the WormThe insides of the tube feel more and more like the meaty entrails of a dull worm slugging through London’s underground.Apr 7, 2019Apr 7, 2019
Tomas RuzickaThe Fence TheoryI was just a small boy then, ten or eleven, when the harsh winds of winter came knocking on our door. And along with the snow, a new…Mar 2, 2019Mar 2, 2019
Tomas RuzickaThe Night of the Full MoonIt is said that if you hold a seashell to your ear and listen carefully, you can hear the sounds of the ocean. But not us.Feb 22, 2019Feb 22, 2019
Tomas RuzickaMemories of No OneAnemoia. It’s as if you’ve lost something precious to you but forgot what it was. Or if you miss someone you’ve never met.Feb 19, 20191Feb 19, 20191