Churchyard Maybe this wind knows something we don’t, daddy; a secret it hugs close and won’t share as it blows across the village churchyard and the vicar firms the edge of the freshly dug hole with her wellington boot, opens the labelled canister and tips you in. It’s the plastic Evian bottle that throws … Continue reading ‘Churchyard’ by Sue Hubbard
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‘The Irish Slave’ by Ian Duhig
It is the Night of Power and the puppeteers are playing Kara Guez, Martyr to Chastity. Nubian Grooms are breaking cameleopards. Janissaries reline their cloaks with lynx fur. Sultan Mahmoud shows off his new French wife on a caïque drawn by jewelled fish. These fan the Bosphorus like a wedding train with an … Continue reading ‘The Irish Slave’ by Ian Duhig
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