The 23rd in Dublin
“They’re tearing the country apart”, He says as he sets a bus alight. “Ireland for the Irish”, He calls in the November night. “Look after…
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Skim The Letters
Aching arches of smiles while away my time, Excruciatingly patronising and pedantic, Reassuring themselves but never I, That I believe they like my rhyme. Sent…
My Podcast Journey: From Story To Spotify
Two years ago, nearly to the day, I began a story about a man walking his dog. Some of you had read it; The Trees…
Party
At the dinner party, You look at me, As if you love me, But I don’t know you, Not anymore. Who is this woman, So…
Her County
Along dark rolling hills,Stained in battle kills,Stand men begging “stop”,As shadows swallow grain crop;A woman stares them down. They mockingly jeered before,She accepted their insulting…
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…
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…
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,…