“I’m okay. I’m fine. Seriously … no rush,” the man on the stretcher claimed, his arterial blood staining the pandemic-proof material. Mór Ríoghain, her pale Irish skin shining with sunscreen, watched idly as an amateur longboarder with horrific gashes from a … Continue reading
In my back garden, admiring the trees,I chilled for a while, considering deckingpositioned to take advantage of breezein my back garden. Cypress shared tang as birds, order-pecking,chattered and quarrelled in various keys:determining rank … then double-checking. Yet this ruckus part … Continue reading
I had been in some sort of daze, oblivious to everything but the end goal of escape from reality on the work of a favoured author. Even the news that an old classmate had been arrested for subversion barely impinged … Continue reading
The stink of tradesmen soils our air.Square eyes yield to cynical “cheer”,while Mary’s flight in Joseph’s careis fast eclipsed by wine and beerand the only type of spirit shared. The poor dig ever-deeper holes: gathering debt for children’s smiles. Rather … Continue reading