You were full of promise, you were heavy with burden. The expectation of a nation, sat in every fold of your gross exaggeration You were filled with blood, you were kept in stone. In the killing wild, the precious child,… Continue Reading →
He stepped back. Niamh was left with her boat in the middle of a ring of ghostly faces. ‘Finally you are here.’ The voice was cold and bottomless, hissing and crashing from everywhere at once. ‘Who are you?’ said Niamh…. Continue Reading →
The men had faced the hooded clock and fallen first. Dusty or sudden, they went, and then only the women remained. They swept up the mess, as they had been taught, tied on plastic caps, and gathered in quiet hordes…. Continue Reading →
When I die, let the flames grow high. Let them burn me, as they did in life. I do not fit, in this steel corset. I do not hold my tongue, I am heard and seen. I… Continue Reading →
Don’t believe what you read in the papers. They call me a rogue, a trouble maker, unstable, but that’s bull. I don’t play by the rules, that’s for sure, but frankly, the rules suck. They’ve tried to stop me. They’ve… Continue Reading →
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