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Short Fiction
John Creevy
It is forever grey here. Grey skies, grey ground; the whitewashed house your father left you on a famine road. Malnutrition: that sheet of dust on the cans in cupboards unopened these past few weeks. Apart from the house, he...

Flash Fiction
James Riley
Winter is coming, but discontent is ever-present. That encompasses my worldview pretty nicely; we are derivative, cross referencing cyborgs addicted to culture and our own pitiful sense of unfulfillment. The children of the most fruitful period in human history are overeducated, underwhelmed...

Short Fiction
Kenneth Nolan
‘Last night in a dreamI returned to Lady PenhHustle and bustleall those accosting smellsavailable to enjoy againIt was on my last visitwhere I feel I left something behindMy peace of mindMy anchor beerMy whiskeyMy life of happy madnessA madness which pumps...

Serial Fiction
Benny Profane
Sometimes I get a little bit lonely up in this empty den of mine.Every now and then, usually during screenings of one of those unnecessarily long and indulged classics which require constant monitoring as well as numerous hefty and perfectly timed...

Short Fiction
Gary Grace
You couldn’t fucking pay me to work in a Spar in town. The shit those lads are subjected to. I’d rather scrub toilets or do some kind of hard labour, honestly, at least there’d be some dignity and you could just...

Short Fiction
Ross Breslin
When Pa Custer died he left the clan in disarray. Ma was bed-bound and wicked and she may well have been relishing the trouble that followed though no one could say that for sure. May well that the dementia was just...

Short Fiction
Camillus John
Steve was standing up this time by sitting down at an anti-water tax protest but the police charging from without had already drawn blood with their batons.“He has epilepsy, that’s why he’s punched you in the face, officer, and that’s the...

Short Fiction
Daniel Wade
I wasn’t in the humour for driving that night. Half-eleven on a Wednesday evening, and the O’ Connell Street taxi rank was dead. Not a sinner in sight. It was baffling, to say the least. Just a few hours earlier, rush...