IMAGE: Belonging
I’m on an intercity train, bound for Galway but for now still stationary at Heuston. My cloth mask is on, the air conditioning is gusting, a child in the row … Continue reading IMAGE: Belonging
IMAGE: When the streets of a city empty, where do the people go? Greystones.
Grafton Street was empty on St. Stephen’s Day, you’ll recall. We were all sat at home, waiting for onset of a hangover we’re still trying to Berocca our way through … Continue reading IMAGE: When the streets of a city empty, where do the people go? Greystones.
IMAGE: The internet wrecked the world and the internet saved my life
Is it blasphemous to compare oneself to the Virgin Mary? Probably, but here goes nothing. In the summer of 1985, as Ireland endured another year of mass emigration and spittle-flecked … Continue reading IMAGE: The internet wrecked the world and the internet saved my life
Quare: Who is healthcare for?
At the beginning of December, I had a letter to the editor published in the Irish Times after following the advice of my Leaving Cert English teacher: keep it brief … Continue reading Quare: Who is healthcare for?
Big Art Energy: Transnormal
She’s forever wearing masks, for her good and yours, leasing new bodies for each vantage point. Flesh-and-blood parallax, she bends light through herself – a spectrum of gentle deceptions. She … Continue reading Big Art Energy: Transnormal
Rogue: The radical power of transgender stories
It wouldn’t have been like me to beat the drum of self-improvement while a global pandemic raged. Collective traumas were there to be survived, muddled through, duvet day by duvet … Continue reading Rogue: The radical power of transgender stories
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