When Chronic Pain Dulls My Senses, Perfume Helps Me Reclaim Them
I learned that kind of hard-won glamour; that we should have beauty, however much the world wants to keep it from us.
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Mishka Hoosen is a writer and researcher from Johannesburg in South Africa. Their work has appeared on the Ploughshares Blog, and in Bare Fiction, Plume, Illuminations, Rolling Stone South Africa, The Missing Slate, and others. They write extensively on perfume, madness, and the body. They are currently working on a novel, "Through Smoke", which will examine perfume as an embodiment of desire and remembrance in the postcolonial city.
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