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The White Review No. 33 features interviews with writer Siri Hustvedt and feminist scholar Sara Ahmed. The issue includes new fiction by Gina Apostol,...

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The White Review Poet’s Prize 2023
For the first time this year, The White Review Poet’s Prize was open to poets based anywhere in the world. Last month we announced a shortlist of eight poets. ...

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Aidan Cottrell Boyce
Aidan Cottrell Boyce was born in Liverpool in 1987. He studied Theology at Bristol University and now teaches Religious Studies in Brighton.

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Religion and the Movies

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November 2012

Aidan Cottrell Boyce

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November 2012

When the Roman Empire ruled the world, you could make it work for you. The women, the hospitality. You will have heard the cliché...
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February 2011

Aidan Cottrell Boyce

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February 2011

From the start he was thrown in at the deep-end when the head keeper just handed him a pail of steaks and hustled him...

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