Prose

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...

Flash Fiction
Emmaleene Leahy
There’s a new security guard on tonight. I might get in. I slam my fist against the glass. “Little pig, little pig, let me in.” He scratches at his short beard and takes a few steps towards me, then turns and stares at...

Short Fiction
Garreth Keating
On a dripping dirty day Miss Cummins was fighting for control of the bodies and souls of 1b and wondering if these bodies and souls were worth the fight. They were a pack of shitheads if the truth be told and...

Short Story
Dragoon Babic
It was a familiar story.We were locked in arms and giddily stumbling towards our inevitable fate. The cobbled streets over which we fumbled clopped out the beat of our clumsy march. On we walked; illuminated by the glare of the neon...

Short Story
David Duff
There’s been little men dancing on me neighbour’s roof. Saw them with me own eyes so I did. Dozens of the bastards! No bigger than me mickey. The wife says I’m mad, but I know I saw them. ‘Twas no “trick...