LIMITLESS

  I am older now, wiser now, time has folded over fears and foolishness, I am man now, boy now; nowhere to be seen, I can gaze back at who I’ve been but can only wonder at what I’ll become. Time folds but life yearns to be limitless. All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly […]

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FORGETTING TO REMEMBER

  There are words caught in his throat that he cannot speak or swallow, there are thoughts once captured and cradled now fallen from his mind, and butterflies flap in the garden. There are names once rooted in his heart now wilting like leaves at the onset of autumn, there are places that once held […]

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AN UNOBTAINABLE NEED, A SHORT STORY

  He stands in the shadows, staring out the window of his one bedroom suburban house onto the street outside. The late afternoon sunlight skirts the jaded red carpet as if looking for a way out. An old typewriter gathers dust on a desk next to stacks of unwanted, and seemingly unworthy, manuscripts. A breeze […]

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LITTLE BLACK DRESS

And every day that the sun still rose, and some days were unexpected, she took the dress and put it on as if it pulled back the years, as if her skin again was taunt, as if her hair again was blonde, as if her friends again were there. And in the dress she walked […]

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SOOTHING SOULS

  Mass has passed and dolled up dames roam the rues with coiffed up curls and cardi’s over shoulders in summer as Scholl’s sooth souls soles, widows window shopping for treats to tickle time that has left them behind. All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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FESTERING FRUIT

  Berries blacken in the bowl, their scent no longer salivating summer’s sweet seductions, winter withers in the distance, while fervent flies are fluttering, wings flapping to the rotting arousal of carnality lost to natures once fair bloom. Tastes are truly to the barer born. Bitter berries are black in the bowl, their flesh no […]

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LOVE SONG

    He moved in shadows in ghostly strides that gained on nothing  but grains that slipped through the hands of time, She lingered in loss under caged cobwebs where the widow in black had weaved her the witch from a pantomime. She lived two floors up an attic assembly of ageing antiques fading to dust and […]

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WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

Time slips past unannounced, unnoticed age gains weight, adds numbers carves lines, plots paths tomorrow turns, becomes today falls to yesterday love slips past, everlasting never lasting hearts hold hands, change hands change hearts I do becomes I can, then I will try I cannot stay life slips past ever evolving, ever learning as we […]

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CANE DAYS

  Fuck forty approaching, And fuck metal mats, Fuck fractured feet Turning black like rats, Fuck wandering round With a walking stick Exposing the frailties Of this silly old dick, I’ll forget the bruises And broken bones, Bollocks to bandages And swollen toes, I’ll not sit back And fizzle away, So watch out world I’m […]

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QUESTIONS FOR THE NIGHT

The trees have lost their branches, Their leaves long since took flight, Barren, bare and lifeless they stand As the mist engulfs the night. The playground hauntingly sits alone, Where have your petals gone? You are the seed upon which they can grow, Oh, where have your petals gone? Pools of water lying still on […]

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