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Guest Post: ‘Oh, Oberon,’ by Fiona Larkin.

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House Party

The house next door has been empty for around a month now. The Housing Executive haven’t got round to installing those brown perforated metal shutters over the doors and windows yet, and the place is being used as a party … Continue reading

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Guest Post: ‘The Square’ by Mike McGuire

You turned the corner into Donegall Square – trust the conqueror to add the redundant letter at the end of a place-name; yet another separatist sore thumb dismissive of the border county that birthed the O’Donnell line of High Kings … Continue reading

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Postcards from the Edge 2.

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Postcards from the Edge 1.

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Guest Post: ‘The Essay,’ by Neil Shawcross.

One Friday afternoon a primary school teacher friend of mine gave her P7 class a week-end homework project. She asked the children to write a short story describing someone they knew. Monday came and amongst the essays was this little … Continue reading

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Chadwick at Large, Part 3.

This might make a little more sense if you read part 1 and part 2 first. *** 29th February, 2014. Did you miss me, Dear Readers? I apologise for my absence; the pages of the South Belfast Herald and Post … Continue reading

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Guest Post: ‘The Saw,’ by Brian McClelland

On the pavement opposite the Water Office steps sat a man of indeterminate age and nationality. He rested on a piece of old cardboard, legs folded, body slightly bent forward. Grasped in his left hand was one end of a … Continue reading

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Let Down

My foot tapped agitatedly, and my fingers periodically drummed the wooden table. I glanced from my watch to my half-finished pint and back again. Where was she? I was hungry and it was looking like I’d been stood up for … Continue reading

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Guest Post: ‘Botanic – Rhythm and Blues’ by Micheál Ó Seanáin

He needed to get out. Fast. The news that had he just heard was in the process of melting his brain, cell by cell. His hero had just been smashed into one thousand sick pieces. What the fuck? He thought he might keel … Continue reading

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