Just One More Please
When we were young we were old, We always did what we were told. We should have been, What only now we have seen. We…
Author: Conor Matthews
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Take The Island
The burning ships behind you,Ruffle and rubble like thunder,Fortelling fortune or fatigue,Promising plunder or blunder. The shore you cross,Still blistering at night,Were looming cliffs defeated,By…
The Tale Of Yuri; Don’t Feel Insignificant
There was once a country in Europe. A country where a man called Yuri lived. Yuri was raised by hard working parents who wanted him…
2 Years On Basic Income
An early draft of this piece was written in a hotel room from the sunny coastal town of Denia, Spain. The temperature was forty degrees…
Dr. Pierre Renoir & The Murder Game Murder!
Bonjour! I am Dr. Pierre Renoir, world-renowned criminologist, working with international agencies to solve hundreds of crime cases, and this… would have been the case…
What Is A Poem?
Is it more than words in a book or tome? Is it anything that makes you feel at home? Is it when the words can…
The Iinglish Of Dynya: Part 1
Mr. Bunch woke up at exactly seven-thirty on Tuesday morning. He had woken up at seven-thirty on Tuesday morning ever since the hotel had introduced…
The Irony of The Rich
My partner and I were in Spain this July for a medical surgery. An opportunity had come up, which meant we had to fly to…
A Nice Cigarette
Slim, sleek, and slender, Fiery, hot, and smoky, So easy to buy from the corner, And bring home to enjoy. People can judge, Saying it’s…
Sink
Learn to swim in the Atlantic, And you’ll see, There’s not a single drop. No waves to hold you up, No tide to help you…