A DhĂłnaill, nĂĄ bĂodh scaoll ort. Cad Ă©? CĂ© sin? Suaimhnigh tĂș fĂ©in a DhĂłnaill, fan socair bomaite agus mĂneoidh mĂ© cĂ© mĂ©. CĂĄâl tĂș?…
BhĂ cĂ©ad dealramh na grĂ©ine ag lonrĂș sĂos ar fionnadh Ăłrga an ghiorria, âs Ă© ag lĂ©imt go oscartha trĂn bĂĄinseach bhreĂĄ fhĂ©ir i reilg…
Ba dhĂłigh le LabhrĂĄs gur ar foluain i nga solais a bhĂ sĂ©. Ansin theagmhaigh a chosa le dromchla crua. Thit sĂ© ar a cheithre…
They lived on the other side of town. The house had an attic and geometric tiles in the hall. Heâd be in the front room,…
The other side of the mountain, everything had changed. A digger had ploughed a road through the choked rubble. Fridge-freezers, cars, whole trees, the entire…
Peeking from the duvet bunker, small eyes bear witness â the domestic fight has come again. Because thereâs only ever really one. Engagements punctuated by…
The night my neighbour burned down his house, I too set fire to my bedroom floor. Or rather just a small portion of the carpet,…
i.m. Doug Telfer, died 26 June 1943, aged 19 years Zum-zum! The air shatters to shrapnel, white-hot, the compass spirals, the charts flake, and he…
Out of Graceland, shown the door, that time you sucker-punched a nun, a Carmelite. Just after you had paid a visit to the Kingâs own…
My children found my old Universe in a Box. When I was their age, they were all the rage. Youâd reach inside, and stars would…