It wasn’t my first summer job, but it was the first to give me independence. With some spare cash in my pocket, not needed for rent, bills or food, I made my way down Grafton street, heading to lesser known parts of Dublin to buy myself a cassette player. Until now, my access to music … More Catalyst
My hand drifts upward. It carves a path, parting the air like curtains. Halfway upon its journey, I slice it down again, hiding it behind the curtain I’ve created. I can feel their eyes staring, despising my willingness to answer. I hear Bonnie’s sigh of relief, knowing she won’t be picked on. It’s our unwritten accord. If … More I am …..
Dark rolling wafts of charcoal cotton form a blanket over my head. Like someone leaning on the tips of their toes on a cliff edge, its weight in water tumbles to the ground around me. The huge drops or rain bounce on the pavement, my reflection already forming on the glistening tarmac. I’m standing just … More Fiertzide Tales: The Burdizzo