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R&D 6
Smoke clings to Abraham as his fingertips trail over the uneven stone wall of the old bakery. The coppery smell of blood rather than bread makes his...
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The Day, Every Day
She woke up, letting her eyes become accustomed to the half-light, accustomed to the ordinary, to her life, to her half-life. The curtains, with...
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FRQNTZ EXCLUSIVE: Interview with Mark Feld - 40 Years After Live Aid
The Man Who Didn’t Die
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Coffee Shop Fade Out
Coffee Shop Fade Out I’m seeing this all saturated in the stain of winter. It’ll be someday soon. Maybe after Twelfth Night. I will be with her in...
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A Hare's Breath 2 - The Bicycle
The thoughts of a wee boy in a wee town in the North of Ireland in the late 1960s and his love for a white Morris 1000 van and hares and bicycles.
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Awake
Awake I had the strangest dream I dreamt I was sat across the table from two men Who described themselves as anti woke I asked them what is woke ?...
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Wargames
Whirlwind. Loren and Crait took a moment to pause. Lore and The New Hologram found them in familiar environs. “It’s been about an hour since their...
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Variable
When the hysterics home in me: it is uncanny, a new sort of normal. He says he loves how my kitty eyes turn lynx cat when I lose it. He makes me feel...
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R&D 5
They stood waiting. The first gulls met the day with their ragged crying over the tenement rooftops, the boards on the pier slick underfoot. Fog...
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Writing with a cigarette.
He is a man standing alone in front of the whole world dressed only in his words and the ash from a thousand cigarettes, judged by seas and mountains...
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“Blessed are the peacemakers …”
Brothers, neighbours, nearby nations: misjudgements, misunderstandings ancient grievances hatred set in stone, each others’ characters unknown, – and...
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Finding the Give in Bernard Manning
She deduced he was the comic because he was in want of a smile. He also wanted the corner table dead on ten to. He wanted a pitcher of Theakstons and...
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Run OF The Arrow
Suddenly, a glimmer of hope caught Quinn's eye. Ahead, the endless plain gave way to a shallow, rocky rise. Not a mountain, not even a hill, but a...
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Inquisitoriam
Shaking. Loren was still holding the Faochite corpse, quaking in fear, anger, sorrow, confusion. The police did their best to keep the crowds back...
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Silly nonsense.
Footsteps on a gravel path after midnight are generally associated with intruders of malevolent intent. The crunch rings out clearly in an otherwise...
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The Ripple Path
Life moves in circles, well at least that’s how I see it, soft as rings on still water, each moment touching the next before we even notice. We rush...
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Overnight bus to Delhi.
I got on a bus. Light was already draining from the late, wet afternoon sky. The seats were wooden with no padding and I just knew that the moving...
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A Look At Life Through Cat’s Eyes
A Look At Life Through Cat’s Eyes By Paul McCann Betty Whitherspoon was pulling down the blinds in the front parlour just as the street lights were...
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The Big Picture
I think you'll most likely work this one out for yourselves. Image is by Thomas Nugent licence CC BY-SA 2.0
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A Hare's Breath 1 - The Van
The thoughts of a wee boy in a wee town in the North of Ireland in the late 1960s and his love for a white Morris 1000 van and hares.
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