I'm an Irishman in Berlin and someone is after me. Yes, he was beckoning me over. A slender waiter by...
Poetry/Short Fiction
Have you ever experienced dissonance between what you should feel and the reality of your emotions? Well, the burden of...
The Ramblings of a Lonesome/Lonely ESL Teacher A lonesome, lonely ESL teacher is what I am. 8 months. 8 months...
The Crashing of Shields & Teaspoons The man did all the normal things. A procession of tapas left idle on...
Hipster sausages, hipster prices - it's all food for thought. Excuse me dear, I'm hungry tonight. Leopold Bloom, Ulysses. (more…)
A story that will be published in a forthcoming magazine - Saints & Bullshitters. (more…)
I live the following quote about Seamus Heaney in Madrid: It was by pressing hard against a pen, and not...
It's a magical world, Hobbes, ol' buddy... let's go exploring! Calvin & Hobbes (more…)
I’ve lost count of the number of times I have seen someone piss on a car in Lavapiés, but it's...
Then we raised a glass to JFK and a thousand more besides When I got back to my empty room...
Poetry is the art of the in-between, that space between places and identities. A poem about emigration captures this essence....
