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A Banker

‘I just need one more month,’ he begs as his sweaty palms stain my mahogany table. The kids need Christmas presents; his wife needs dialysis and blah, blah, blah. You hear it so much at this time of the year that it really means nothing anymore. Not that it ever did really –

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Beyond Regret in Rural Ireland

‘Better be careful wearing something like that, people might think your some sort of queer,’ the bar tender seemed to shudder on the final word. Strange how people seem to think domestic matters are of public importance.

‘I’ve no interest in sex with men, or women for that matter,’ I respond as he hands me my change.

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A Note from a Child

 An insight into the hypocrisy of adulthood.

You tell me to share as you clutch your purse tighter when a dirty, homeless hand reaches out.

You tell me to get along with others as you build the fence with the neighbours higher.

You tell me to use my words as you throw the hammer when it hurts your hand.

You tell me never to lie as you tell Mom that the wind broke her favourite dog figurine.

You tell me to be polite and kind as you swear at other drivers on the motorway.

You tell me to respect my teachers and elders as you call your boss stupid and ignore Grandpa’s phone calls.

You tell me that violence is never the answer as you say how important the war on terror is.

You tell me a lot of things a child must do. How old do I need to be so I don’t need to do any of these things anymore?

How can we hope for better from those who come after us if we never show them?

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A Diary of a Narcissist

Mirror

I’m not the kind of person that makes friends easily. Relationships for me have rarely past that lustful initial stage. And bosses have always managed to wear on my patience due to their inflated self-worth.

My psychologist – mandated by my most recent attempt at employment – would say I’m suffering from NPD. It’s the term they use to tear down those who dare to assume they are worth more than they are valued at. Isn’t it more likely though that I’m suffering from the absurdity, ignorance and emotional penury of those around me?

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A Bridge

Darkness. Nothingness. Meek words. Yet thoughts that are capable of striking fear in the greatest of men.

The bridge is only a few more streets away.

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Te Iubesc – A Love Poem

Te Iubesc

I am by no means a poet. Though I have a great interest in poetry. I wanted to share with everyone a little poem I put together for my girlfriend on her birthday. I hope you enjoy.

Te Iubesc

Pentru Gabi

Love…

Simple in feeling,

But words,

Disintegrate, sandy against

Concrete emotion.

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Shaking the System

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INT: OFFICE – MEGACORP – BY A WATERCOOLER

Bill is a male in his mid-thirties meticulous in his grooming and conservative in shirt and tie. Fred has dishevelled hair and looks moderately unkempt but passable by regular office standards.

BILL

So can you believe she ate that?

FRED

Well 50 grand. You wouldn’t?

BILL

I just don’t get why people would do anything for…

Sharron, mid-thirties woman who is attractive and out-of-place in office dress. She walks past Bill and Fred. She smiles in a subtle yet flirtatious way at Bill. He avoids eye contact.

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