Meant To Be

Meant To Be

Leslie sighed as she sank onto the wooden stool at the dressing table. She took a moment to appreciate herself in the mirror (something she resolved to do more often) before she started the process. She started with the most satisfying part – peeling off the...
Satisfaction

Satisfaction

A rivulet of sweat snakes down my aching back, my swollen belly wordlessly but loudly announcing my situation. I don’t want to do it, I have tried to stop. Some confusing need surpassing my usual boundaries. Kids on bikes and scooters whizz by while parents and...
What A Glorious Summer We Are Having

What A Glorious Summer We Are Having

I lie on the ground feeling the fresh, green grass press against my cheek. Face down, at the edge of my gaze I can see the clear blue sky above me; fluffy white clouds gently scudding by. What a glorious summer we are having. I feel the warmth of the afternoon sun on...
Souls

Souls

My weary limbs are still. My tired eyes gladly close. As the last flashes of light behind my eyelids herald the arrival of sleep, my dream, my mind, my soul slides up out of my body. Up through the roof, spinning for a moment in the clear cool night air, revelling in...
Neither Use Nor Ornament

Neither Use Nor Ornament

“You’re neither use nor ornament!” Mrs Byrne declares as she shoos me out of her way with the sweeping brush. I know better than to take offence and skip out of her path with a merry jaunt before my ankles bear the brunt of her cleaning frenzy.   The jingle of the...
The Garden

The Garden

364 days of the year, Paddy Byrnes was a miserable old man. The auld fella who grumbled everywhere he went, who gave out to everyone he encountered and walked around with a permanent growl on his face. The local kids stopped knocking on his door for Halloween years...