
Poem: ‘If I Could Only’
If I Could Only I dream of roses blooming in the sky, of boys with…
If I Could Only I dream of roses blooming in the sky, of boys with…
The poet Haley Hodges has recently written a winsome essay for Cassandra Voices claiming that…
Neil went to tea break for the gossip, to find out what was going on,…
Confessional poetry has had a haunted reputation from its post-war onset. The literary legacies of…
Michel Houellebecq’s latest novel Annihilation offers a lengthy (526-page) disquisition on the journey to death,…
The afternoon of Christmas Eve, just as it’s beginning to get dark, Mum opens the …
Krismastime It’s Krismastime Get confetti Slug wile Midnight Fly heights Seeing worlds beam by beam…
“Have you ever been alone in an old theatre at night? There are no places…
– A seasonal riff on the opening paragraph of Moby Dick – Call me Andy.…
TEACHER I know I’ve made a christ of you the way I gather up the…
We were best friends, each the other’s trusted wingman and sometime sponsor and crude litigator…
In search of the my favourite troubadour all roads lead to Flanders, Belgium, then on…
The Oath The little hand he holds Is all they could find to give him:…
On November 14th I am releasing my debut album Sea Salt & Turpentine on the…
December light spills down the halka, through the shutters and across my bed. Living in…
Old Road Sign The sere severed plywood sign painted a modest white was nailed once…
It was because of Daniel that Mary Ann remembered Tom again; because she’d found out…
Whom You’re Never Told She pleads with her mantras for years—endless In a hill so…
I was born in Dublin in 1987, and grew up 5 kilometres west of the…