A Tree’s Life
Withering winter branches,Sprawl and drip like cracks,Bare bark upon the trees,Behind the rocks in stacks. Shimmering Spring blossoms,Drape and trace like a shawl,Alluring for the…
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Withering winter branches,Sprawl and drip like cracks,Bare bark upon the trees,Behind the rocks in stacks. Shimmering Spring blossoms,Drape and trace like a shawl,Alluring for the…
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,…
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…
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,…
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…
My hair was becoming shaggy and untamed when I finally decided it was time to get a cut. I take after my mother; dark, wavy,…
The following week, when I returned to fulfil my new obligations I was so generously invited to partake in, walking once again from the train…
It’s Christmas in a few days, and understandably there’s an unease about it. There’s an odd feeling of shame intermingled with determined jovial spirits. There…
I don’t know if I believe in anything after death. I think there’s something, like a god or something, but not in the “God” sense.…
I was sleeping when the bangs echoing across the house finally stirred me. In the blissful, groggy sort of state, where you’re not yet a…
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