TRACKS AND CHANGES

  They’ve built a running track beneath the low hum of this humdrum small town with its two pubs, skinny batch and round tower. Men lift weights with uncovered arms that’ve been internally attacked by giant sized popcorn. I lift smaller weights in the privacy of the shadows in the back garden but have still […]

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THE ANNUAL OFFERING OF ATTENDANCE

We sit in rows, in reverie, with reverence, neighbour to defender and defiant, some say the saved above and the rest below, new coat and scarf on the shoulders of one, the timings of the turkey and its trimmings in the head of another, already ticking, already thinking of some other wonder needing worship while […]

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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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