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Ryan
Quinn Flanagan
26
Years
For the past 26 years I’ve rolled out of bed and put my right sock on before my left. This morning I put my left on first by mistake and was paralysed with fear. Naked in the absence of the certainty of 26 wool lined years. Musings
of a Man Impelled to
Moments of Mad Wakefulness
All the lights in the neighbourhood are extinguished except the torch in the back of my brain that stays alight night after night like a Guernica curse after three bottles of wine. I haven’t the faintest idea why the gods have chosen to throw a party in my head but the works keep coming. I feel as though I could revel all night and I do. Like the last flame at sea before the ship goes down I remain defiant in the night. All the lights in the neighbourhood are extinguished but I I live on. |
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