This time, he lost Ireland, the land of his birth. It is a strange thing to lose a country twice.
Walking past homeless encampmentsCovered bodies strewn on sidewalks,Shadows in sturdy building crevicesHidden in blankets and…
I solve the artistic puzzles in my mind that defy logic and the laws of physics like the slight of hand in a magic trick making it…
Like a hero going to judge a bar fightone leg limpthe collection of memoriesthe presence of Morpheusthe sound of his upcoming tragedy…