AN EXCURSION, THE ALDI OUTING, A SHORT STORY

            We’re going to Aldi tomorrow, me and The Mother.           She started making a list last Sunday! She’s never been before and the excitement is only bouncing through the freshly aired house (we open all the windows at 11am and a good time to close […]

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WHEN IMAGINATION COMES BACK HOME

  ‘An Irishman’s heart is nothing but his imagination’ George Bernard Shaw I came back, looking to find the pieces I’d left behind, in my parting, having since shed so much of the things once thought treasures along the trail. I came back, wondrous for the parts as yet unopened, unlike the heart I never […]

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I CLIMB VOLCANOES

  I saw a heart of metal encase a heart since stilled on a pillow of white purity, precious protected in a glass case, without a key and I wondered how far people would go to protect themselves? I have never known how to cut glass carefully nor cared to consider a case for this […]

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