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Using Your Head
Using Your Head By Paul McCann I said to the teacher , I am a poor creature , spare me the time to think . I should have done my sums , with my...
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Belfast Afternoons
Belfast Afternoons By Paul McCann Diamond buns and hay-stacks . Coconut macaroons. Baps and scones and currant squares. Belfast afternoons. Beano...
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A Stormy Night
A Stormy Night By Paul McCann Tonight will be a stormy night , And to the town I have to go . I’ll ride my bike on this rainy night , As the wind may...
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The Plan part two
At the airport he is met by precisely no one. He doesn’t exit the car till he’s at the foot of some stairs leading up to a large unmarked aero plan e...
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13.1 Queen of Evidence
Ariadna learnt about the tragedy that took place in Yelabuga many years later. Samuel Gurevich, or Mulia as called in the family, wished to calm her...
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Windfall.
We had a great interest in ghosts, prompted by a fear of being called a shitebag for turning down a dare when we were younger. In a less than spooky...
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The Plan part one
A basement room, five empty cans of Kronenbourg on an office table , two very basic chairs, as devoid of life as Hitler’s bunker. A man paces across...
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Colourful Chorus!
… exciting explosion: explore!
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Haibun for existential dread
An attempt at a haibun that went in a completely different direction from what I expected.
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13.2 Queen of Evidence
In June 1939, Marina and her son had to vacate their final residence in Paris, Hotel Innova, 32 Boulevard Pasteur, and returned to Russia unaware of...
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- 265 reads
Timeless
Timeless, Timeless, lost in a moment, as its fragrance eludes between places. Causes attention span to shrink into a vacuum, Under brain waves in...
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Missed You.
My junkie girlfriend sold her body to feed her habit. ‘I’m no doing any harm,’ she said. ‘I sold myself tae you. Look how that fucking worked oot?’ I...
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"Unwanted Magic" 5
The Mom and Dad peddled the tandem bike over the bridge, pulling the wagon behind them with their son, Joey, and the magical dog inside it. Once they...
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Of drifting and reviving
[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] cf Psalm 85 The fundamentals of our faith bring life, delight, and zeal, With time may come complacency,...
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13.1 Queen of Evidence
In the month of July, some visitors arrived on a riverboat cruise. Among them was a lady, fifty-two years old with ice-blue eyes, who received an...
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- 329 reads
A Battle for Turf
A Battle for Turf Living on toxic exhaustion, colored behind a killer’s instinct. From conception to birth; life unfolds over the requiem encounter...
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Hurricane force twelve
I spent many years at sea, 35 or so. One time we were caught in a force twelve hurricane in the bay of biscay. Our ship was 53.000 tons, but the seas...
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Against the maelstrom
He does not even have to look down at the faces of the other guests. He already knows what they look like. Superficially full of life, apparently...
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12.2 An Abyss of Bitterness
This Lithuanian took him on a small motorboat across the river to places like Igarka, Kureika, Ermakovo and to the Dead Road. Jõnas Katinas was a...
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A Blade Of Grass
A Blade Of Grass Damp from the early morning dew: Glitter off the moon night light sparkles Reaches toward distant reflection swaying Outstretched...
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