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Teething Time -
Teething Time - By Paul McCann My little teeth are coming through I don't know what to do My Mum gave me a teething ring to sit all day and chew ...
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Dreams Beyond The Milly Dam
Dreams Beyond The Milly Dam By Paul McCann There once were two swans in the Milly dam with two big flapping feet.. Sometimes you’d see them walk from...
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- 212 reads
Carnivals and Gypsy Kings
Carnivals and Gypsy Kings by Paul McCann With no home of their own except for a caravan they would frequently arrive on the spare ground fringes...
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- 271 reads
The Little Lady
I think I deserved a little whisky and water to help me through the interviews. We’d agency doing the cleaning, but I’d told my wife it would be...
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We Never Speak of Rose
We do not speak of Rose, who was deposed from middle management, who went or was made to go, who knows? We will not mention Rose, who was with us for...
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Too Many Tabs Open
I’ve got too many tabs open in my head. Even at night I don’t close them just in case they disappear forever. A classmate I admired, the name of a...
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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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- 250 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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