No Moses Child

(I.M. Mike Costello) In the rushes he was found. No Moses child Face down in brown water. Troubled mind Watery crucifixion for a broken will His Dolarosa*, the boreen** down the hill

The Mulberry Bush

Counting out an abacus of small conceits on the chains of broken out beasts
Poem of the week

One Driver Escaped Uninjured

the clink of glasses striking a tinder heart

The Gesture

Stanley had a neighbour. Towards the eve of his 52nd birthday, this neighbour became the predominant focus of his life – he used the neighbour as a bookmark of his aspirations.
Cherry

WDS-Tuesday was Quite Odd

Or was it Mrs Burton’s revenge for him stepping on Sprinkles?
Story of the week

The Complete Confounded Letters, plus a new one.

Do the Gods have dreams? But then you cannot blame them.
Cherry

Impure Thoughts

He lifted one up high and I thought Oh fuck he's gonna ram that down my throat or force it up my jacksie. Jesus' bearded head will peer out of my arse.

TOO EARLY, TOO LATE DEAR FAMILY, HELP essay

Growing a garden in the mining town of Rouyn-Noranda during my early days only produced more rocks. Now in southern Ontario, I could not wait to grow vegetables in my very first proper garden.

Carefree Days - Competition Entry - Poem

The good old days, before I grew up!

Growing up competition entry -

The Lil Flame 30th October morning, a friend sends this lil girl a greeting, Of profound significance, of greater meaning... It reads: In matters of style, swim with the current,

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