Boluisce I root my fingers, burying them back and down. A twist into black, acidic soil, deeper than anything man-made....
The Irish are renowned storytellers. From Nobel prize winning literature to pub talk we are saturated in stories. We listen...
A story from rural Kenya. From the Becoming Erick Collection. Edited by Poppy Johnson. A Mother’s Manual Dreamily he watched,...
It was a struggle for her, getting around to the back of the house this morning to gather up the...
One of the first actions the British Government took after their withdrawal from the EU on the 1st January was...
Emerging from the fog bank, the Beatrix appeared before them, a sleeping leviathan suddenly filling their vision in the twilight...
Crossing Places At the crossing places when the river is still and ghosts untangle themselves from the trees you can...
I was twelve when I figured out God. Mom was a devout Presbyterian who taught Sunday school. Every evening she...
All day they mumble in a clump outside the hive. I water the days of an unexpected life. I fill...
A Thin Place If you walk in a straight line across the beach from the footpath which runs between blue...
William Shakespeare managed to pack an awful lot of drama into his graveyard scene in Hamlet. In fewer than three...
The silence in that room had a warmth to it. It was the kind of silence which could only exist...