Lorna Shaughnessy
Walking the Bog Road It came to her that happiness would feel like a lark rising from the pit of her stomach to her head to explode in a song only she would recognise. That her heart was a walled...
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Fair Game The elephant in the room is sick of being ignored, presumed too thick skinned to have feelings of its own. It raises its trunk in protest like a megaphone: a corrugated tube to amplify its...
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Dodekathlos Is fuath liom obair an tí a dhéanamh. Casann feadán fada an fholúsghlantóra Thart ar mo chosa mar a bheadh nathair ann. Tá téada gairide ar crochadh ón tsíleáil, Snáitheanna gearrtha na...
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