You and Yours
It’s only a day’s walk north from Sana’a to Al Madid, in the province of…
Browsing: Fiction
A Confederacy of Vegetables
St. Helens University agronomy department was not the stuff of which headlines are made, but…
Who Needs a Healing?
In the inner world, time has a way of standing still long enough so you…
Manus’s Further Misadventures
Jesinta got back in touch with Manus through the internet. Face-book. He had stuck his…
Manus in Seomra Spraoi
Seomra Spraoi was a hub of resistance. The space was located just off the quays…
Stayers’ Hurdle
His eyes squint as the 6am light reflects off the plastic bags, cans and crisp…
Sic Transit Gloria
I learned to drive in a field when I was five, from the same grandfather…
Hello Julian Assange
It was sunny outside. Manus still felt something akin to minor guilt at lying in…
My Fellow Americans – A Short Story
When I first moved to Dublin, I thought there were a lot of out-of-shape athletes…
Spirit Animals
‘I had a dream about you last night.’ Sarah, stuffing wet tuna into pitta pockets…
At the Timber – A Short Story
George waits in the parked van. His mind is somewhere between sleep and the wood…
Westerlywind – A Short Story
Worthless. Humiliated. Deeply uncomfortable. Skin crawling. Awful. Shitty shit shitty fucking horror shit shit cock…
Melon – A Short Story
“What face?” I said again. I wanted to help. I wanted more wine. My flare-ups,…
Hard at It – A Short Story
And so the time came to rent an office space. We must all find our…