Deaf Scream
Let me call for help,And never be heard,Roaring in my bed,Next to a sleeping spouse. I wish to enjoy the sound,Of silence tearing my throat,Rasping…
Author: Conor Matthews
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The Trees Swallow People: Finale
My body ached the next morning. I don’t mean later in the morning. I mean the next morning; we slept for twenty-four hours. The blank,…
Making
I wish I could scream on the page, And for you to hear the letters, As they are etched, Doused in sincerity, But drowning in…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 23
I awoke, however much later, on the stripped, hardwood floor of an empty yet not unused bedroom. The pain in my chest stirred me, catching…
Disabilities = Profit
I am partially deaf, specifically I am what’s called tone-deaf. It can differ but for me it means I hear bassier, harder sounds more clearly…
AI Shames You
AI shames you; and we kind of deserve it. You’re not here for me to introduce you to AI image/text/code/video generators. By now you know…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 22
We were all waiting to die when Sibhann Sullivan came out with trays of teas, biscuits, and chocolates. She apologised; they were unopened from Christmas,…
The Tree Swallow People: Part 21
It was dark on Easter Sunday. So dark I would have gone back to sleep had Diva not started barking, wanting to go out for…
The Boy Who Knew
Three fish swim our streams, of knowledge, visions, and dreams. With rainbow scales and basalt eyes, knowing everything under the blue skies. One remains, and…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 20
XX We spent the day following a cat. I know that sounds strange, but let’s be honest, we passed strange a long time ago. It…