Stories, poetry, narratives of true experience, and guests who have moved me.
Month: September 2019
Over-sensitive
Fresh red road stain and I don’t know who it was that bled out in sudden surprise seconds left of innocent life and that’s how it works, this sadness.
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The Difference
Clarice awakes, but her dream abides. Don’t be offended when she speaks pleasantries, or not at all. What you might hear is only a placeholder for a short story of ten thousand pages. She’s seen a distant horizon, but can’t get there. Knows the true names of our colours, and how to ask questions of […]
MoreBilly’s Boots
Originally posted on Within A Forest Dark:
Rebirth of Cool, Mod and Skinhead Clothing, Dublin At night, Billy sits with Brother John and the guys at their WAR house in the Panhandle as they watch the videos of the National Socialist Party. Billy always sits on the scratchy green tweed sofa that reminds him of…
