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A SEARCH FOR THE SERENE
I lit out for the coast searching for serenity. I had no idea if it would be there or not, but it sure as hell wasn’t where I was coming from so I had nothing to lose. Hitch-hiking across the country wasn’t for me. I’m not a people person and the thought of making small…
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A DAY IN A LIFE OF TOKENISM
Tokens of his love left by way of an apology before he left last night to go back to his wife and children. She dumped the flowers in the bin. At her yoga as she tried to revive herself from too much wine the night before. She stuck to the back of the class and…
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CROSS OR CRESCENT
A cross or a crescent, why did it matter? The blood was always red, it ran the same no matter where they sent her. The victims needed the same things no matter what banner flew over their camps. Some chose to find offence in the cross, some in the crescent. All either symbolised was their…
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CLOUDED JUDGEMENT
I stood in front of the bench. The sentencing judge peered down at me with a look of disgust. ‘Do you have anything to say in mitigation before sentencing?’ he asked. My solicitor had advised me against saying anything: ‘Just accept the punishment. You were found guilty. The judge will frown upon excuses.’ But I…
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A FANTASY
‘…the castle was saved and the dragon was slain.’ The boy finished reading and looked up. ‘Very good, Michaels. Back to your seat. Right, who’s next? Hines?’ Freddy stood up nervously, fumbling his jotter, and made his way to the front of the class. ‘We haven’t got all day, boy. Start reading.’ ‘Yes sir,’ Freddy…
Iain Kelly 