‘The English Papers’ by Mike Gallagher

On Achill the post came twice each week – Tuesday brought Queenshead fivers, postmarked Ormskirk, Tamworth, Kilburn – short letters from villages of men transplanted en masse to alien trenches. Thursday brought brownpaper rolls, neatly wrapped; Anthony Jack flung them from his bike, cursed their weight, their wickedness, their Englishness with equal ferocities. The Achill … Continue reading ‘The English Papers’ by Mike Gallagher

‘Door to door, Belfast 1969’ by Finola Scott

Imagine a curtained room table set with supper, the radio hums. A knock at the door. Shadows through glass. Staccato bullet-raps on wood. Outside, shoulders square set balaclavas snarl, a fist punches out a rattling can. A barrel winks, trigger oiled Collecting for the lads. Coins shake, paper unfolds. Purse empty, chest pulses. Boots to … Continue reading ‘Door to door, Belfast 1969’ by Finola Scott