after Martin Carter They enjoy talking in the dark.           They are just voices. With the power cut his voice is air, warm, passing           over her ear – the ear is catching it. They have no obvious bodies,           nor histories to set alight. They are, both of them, black as the breath           of the universe, blank as the space between stars. They are a part           of … Continue reading ‘The Unbelievable’ by Victoria Adukwei Bulley