PAINTING PARADISE WITH SOMEONE ELSE’S COLOURS

  We painted walls into the paradise we wanted before I learned colour had its limits. Borders had been beaten into our canvas long before I touched the brush with borrowed thoughts. We painted orange coloured stars and wild hopes onto concrete walls and I trembled as she told me the parrots, perfectly positioned in […]

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LIMITATION OF ROSES

  I had the biggest bedroom as a boy but curiosity picked the box room at the lighter end of the short corridor for my summer’s sojourn. I was always looking for other walls that caught the shadows of other lives being lived- to touch the thought, at that time, was tantamount to taking part. […]

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YOU

I hid your name in between a word, I put this word into a line crammed with so much content where you’d disappear behind the syntax and then, just in case, I tucked this line into a story that unfolded over time into a tale that would tell of a book that someone lost on […]

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CALLING

  Boys came calling after school, sometime between six and eight, before the summer- longer days under the swell of frustration. Boys came calling after school, halting homework and hunting, looking to come closer to a truth but I held mine firm, in the door- halfway, me half in, half confused as to what they […]

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WHEN SEARCHING FOR WHO WE WILL BE, AFTERWARDS

  What if a rose grew on the far side of the moon, now, after, later? Would we spread out time to explore the space between the bloom and the branch? Nature is a construct, much like the moon- we don’t always consider it when we cut its roots or ignore its connection to the […]

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THE BIRDSONG RECALLS WHAT ONCE HUNG UPON THE HAWTHORN

  Last month, in the first breath of this coming season of the sun’s light, you crept in through the stillness of the solitude that the birds had begun to sing of and spread out across the swaying branches as we foraged for distractions beneath. I climbed you, on occasion, to release my feet from […]

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CLASSIFIED UNDER NO NAME

Would I have kept you closer, longer, if you’d been a soft toy that found my empty arms when the nights were endless instead of your characteristically classy chaos the posters never chose to optimize or were we meant to be just chalk running into the deluge of the rainstorm? Should I have been less […]

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WORDLESS WEDNESDAY; COMFORT COOKING DURING QUARANTINE

Rocket pesto and ricotta meatballs Almond cookies  Pork pie Buddha bowl Frittata    glazed chicken adobo thighs   Ham cheddar and chive bread Apple, strawberry and almond sponge Irish soda bread   Sausage, vegetable and rosemary traybake Smoked Salmon chilli and chive quiche Chicken chorizo stew Orange Breakfast Muffins Chicken Thigh Traybake with leek, pea and […]

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KNUCKLE KNOTTED LIBERTY

  A navy jumper, twice monthly washed, a blue shirt and striped tie with a red thread. Grey trousers growing tighter though not getting any longer. I was 12 in patient leather shoes with points to piece the playground’s pricks, all sweaty under pit and after-school spit and fearless, only, in the face of other […]

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SLOW HUM

  Slow hum. Morning beckons- delicate dance of daisies, baby bunny in back garden thinking it’s his whole world, even the breeze is bouncy. Breath better than before. Slow hum of day unfolding, footsteps on sidewalks, sights on slow lanes, softly humming. Even runners head towards hedges now- hedge funds thrown to the ditch- see […]

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