Dechnad cummaisc: Dumb Luck

You question me throughout it all,try to rebuke,what occurrence we may befall,you call a fluke. I lie when I say it's a skill.You're right, I suck.The outcome, while it is my will,is still dumb luck. The decnad cummaisc is an Irish poetic form that employs quatrains with both end and internal rhymes. Here are the … Continue reading Dechnad cummaisc: Dumb Luck

The Incident

Bloody and exhausted, the hysterical young woman had screamed persistently from the onset of the incident until she disembarked the carriage.Sirens wailed in the distance; paramedics were on their way. The jarring sound would normally have sent her spiraling, now, she found reassurance in the rhythmic drone. From moment to moment our perspective changes, she … Continue reading The Incident