Gangrey
Vol. I · No. 1Prolonging the Slow Death of NewspapersEst. 2026

Fighting Chance

to ride again

Raja Abdulrahim: Almost 30 years ago, Donna Ponessa rode My Fair Lady. Till this day, she lies in bed dreaming about it. She loosens the reins of the thoroughbred and they gallop across the field that becomes a blur of green grass and blue sky. The wind tears her eyes. She inhales deeply and sucks in the musky smell of leather. As they slow, she bends down to wrap her arms around Lady's neck and her brown hair falls across her face.



She wakes chained to a ventilator.



To her right sits her wheelchair.

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