Art -vs- Actual Human Cash
January 24, 2014
How I Got Into Art College
May 6, 2014
April 30, 2015
A father scrapped unwillingly, a dog, named Micheál.
His paw, the dog’s, went into the father’s abdomen,
At stomach central.
But not through flesh in the traditional manner,
But by magical means.
There was no blood.
Just surprise on the faces as the one was
Inexplicably and for whatever reason becoming the absolute
Embodiment of the other.
The dog howled,
Fearing he might disappear,
Like a biscuit being eaten from a box
Of such things.
The father howled,
Not wanting in the slightest
Any further part of the situation -
A cross-tempered and terrified dog
Attached in the belly via DNA.
But life itself is not always helpful.
There are mad women in their middle ages
Walking around saying that everything is as it should be,
And that the universe knows what it is at,
And that if you hold a thought with gratitude and great intent
Then the love you desire becomes manifest.
But I have seen these self-same women,
More miserable than you,
MERMAID ARTS CENTRE RESIDENCY
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May 17, 2017
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January 3, 2017
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January 4, 2016
POEMS AND STORIES PLEASE
August 21, 2015
There Was A Bear
August 4, 2015
AMULET OF BAD LUCK ANTIDOTE
July 21, 2015
D'S PAIRING (WHERE D STANDS FOR DOG)
Pounded In The Backside By A Jewel Bug
July 9, 2014
The Organisation Game
June 3, 2014