Out now on Tippermuir Books
First published in Gutter 16 (Spring 2017)
Originally published in Eastlit, August 2014.
This is obviously very silly. It is a mock-mock-heroic poem written in a bar in Lausanne commemorating the night I got utterly arseholed, fell in the…
He stood in stance as Jesus Christ Who up a top the Olive Mount In peaceful garb did break the wave Of future times to those below. He drank the wine…
Like a haiku written on a toffee, this is short and sweet...
So this was part of a series of political stories I wrote at the end of the first decade of the century while the economy was turning to shit and I was…
Originally published in Causeway/Cabhsair 2(1), May 2010
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