First time in love. Well, not exactly, but this is the first time that her body perfectly resonates with another. Love is the meeting and knowing of souls. Her soul’s need is freedom and he impersonates the very idea. He goes to America. She stays behind, but her love is too intense. The experience grabs …
Her frozen root lies in earth’s crust, beside carcasses of werewolves. Ice-entombed for a billion years, now she emerges, imprinting new ideas. More than giddy, she is rising, shuddering the ice sheet awake, surfing on a seismic wave. Translucent as a vampire’s skin, she drifts across a smorgasbord of glaciers. Her …
Eulogy The drones of your grandfather when chewed by time – the same bites that curl his only picture – are waked in crying more blood than water and are still labelled miracles by the keen The face of his father is emblazoned on flags, his mouth curdled by eccentric blood that he laughed through, …
When the streets finally erupt and common decency is something you kind of remember your mother reminding you to remember and a crimson river pours un-metered into Miriam Square. I will think of you not how I think of Pearce, Plunkett or Wolf Tone, but like a Pay-Per-View subscriber to the last Bernard Dunne fight, …