Conor Matthews
December 15, 2024
It’s taken me twenty years to say “I am a writer” without wincing. I was fourteen when I made the decision to pursue writing, and…
December 13, 2024
The chain swings from the crane, Beckoning the builders, To come and erect steel pikes, And begin the fight for houses. Hundreds of thousands are…
December 7, 2024
Shaggy and jagged blocks of pixels scatter and shamble on the screen, Twitching and teasing the locked and dead eyes of a mind sentenced to…
December 5, 2024
Pabbi was a content man. Too content, some would say. He did not weep alone at the altar on his wedding day, without bride or…
November 24, 2024
Ón talamh a thagann sí, / From the Earth she comes, Agus ar an cré fillean sí, / And to the dirty she returns, Go…
November 17, 2024
Marbling of shades, shadows, and light, Made of wispy hands and crooked haze, As slow as rocks and twice as grey, As fast as sails…
November 14, 2024
January 2024, France. Past the admission gates of Disneyland Paris, five-past-eight in the morning, my girlfriend and I were freezing in the bitter winter air,…
November 11, 2024
“Any change for the homeless Irish?” Is called in the streets, Beneath a heavy, fat cloud, Raining only on him. A poor Indian, Coaxed by…
November 6, 2024
Eyes that can see, Should never look away, From the acts of now, Foretold by yesterday. Ears that are open, Should never go deaf, To…
October 28, 2024
PART 1 HERE Breakfast was disappointing. For starters, Mygel was nowhere to be seen. The flat faced Gabri, a staff member who maintained dull, dead…