Fiction
The Holes In My Head
When he first started showing up, I tried to swat him away.
Old at Twenty-Four
I go with Charlie to AA because I’m trying to be a good friend. But if I’m going to be honest with myself, I’m also chasing an idea of the two of us. That we can reclaim what was lost four years ago. When we were so young and ignorant. *** He gave me a […]
The House On The Hill
My mind’s distracted and diffused,
My thoughts are many miles away,
They lie with you when you’re asleep,
And kiss you when you start your day. — Simon and Garfunkel
Pantomime Seahorse
‘Old fashioned diving suit for two!’ It sounded so much more romantic, painted on a board at the end of the pier. I’d assumed, because who wouldn’t, that the basted-looking man leaning against the winch actually worked there! That may have been mistake number one. He’d sucked his bottom lip, scrutinising Daphne in her bikini, […]
Good Friday
“I always did love your lemon muffins,” George said, taking another out of the basket. Carla looked across the kitchen table at her husband. “They are tasty, I’d have to agree.” She ate the last of her muffin. “Where’d you get this recipe? Was it Ed’s wife?” “I’m not sure,” Carla said. “Anyway, when a […]
An Indifferent Irishman Signs My Petition
I ask if he can spare a minute and he says yes. This is about your ancestors and mine, I say how, forced off the land, they sailed west to Boston where, if they didn’t die on the way, they and their faith were scorned in the schools. He listens, a bit distracted I can […]