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After Oświęcim

...because I always write something, around this time of year, about this. Because it did happen, and still happens, in a less methodical way. Because to those who say, 'it can't happen here', I say it can. Original image by xiquinhosilva, fiddled with by author. Source wiki-commons. Used under licence CC2.0-Attribution.
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The Girl From High Society

The Girl From High Society – By Paul McCann Christine was born rich and lived a very comfortable life . Anything she wanted she could have, but there...

My homework

I was given a list of words I had to use in a story as homework…. Here it is enjoy. It must be coming to that time of year again seeing as you’ve...

Power Struggle

Ember was shoved into a prophecy that she didn't ask for. She must bring glory to the humans and die for it as so many other Neko's have before her...
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Island Hideaway 45 - Beach walk

We walked on the beach late at night when we wanted to talk, or didn't want to talk. It was our confessional, our playground, our private space, our...
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Island Hideaway 44 - The second dodo lecture​​​

Before she left, Mo taught me a lot about the language of the dodos. I wasn't even aware that the dodos had regional accents - the dodos on the south...

The Power Of A Zagnut

I'm sitting in a cell because I kicked a man's sorry butt. I beat the crap out of him because he stole my Zagnut. When I inserted a dollar and pushed...

Proud Nation

Once willingly we wandered those barren lands with self determination, respecting Mother Earth, only deriving what was needed in Spring time of our...
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Rhythm Of The Sioux

Part Two Dear diary...Summer of 1994 was filled with months of glorious sunshine. I was lucky enough not to be going out to work that year and so...

Is It Me Or You Who Is Nursing

Thelma chose her vocation early in life and became a nurse not long after leaving school . She had never though about doing anything else . She...

The Eve Of The Hallow

The Eve Of The Hallow A short story by Paul McCann . Back in a place where crows picked maize from the fields and crops grew among the blackstones on...

New Light Through An Old Window

New Light Through An Old Window Short Story by Paul McCann went back to the place he grew up in .Checked out the town . The school had closed its...
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In The Parlour

For my dad, I'm sure you'll understand... image is by used under (CC BY-NC 2.0) and was taken by Heather Cowper
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The Sheep Farmer

Where the cocked-tailed wren is darting across the sally tree in the breeze, where winter colours come suddenly in slanted light he falls in love...
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Picnic at the White Horse

Cut into the smooth hillside turf a big-eyed beast stretches across, elongated and abstract, a modern design, fertility symbol, or a sacred icon? We...
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Island Hideaway 43 - The first dodo lecture​​

Before she left, Mo translated what she had learnt about the dodos. She tried to teach me to speak dodo, but I struggled with the arm positions but...
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Island Hideaway 42 - Like a halibut in a polluted ocean​

"I owe you an explanation," Mo said. "My cutting ties the way I did."​​ ​​"I understand. New life, new people."​​ ​​"Is that what you thought?"​​ ​​"...

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