For those pastas that are smelling less than fresh…

December 18, 2014
by derpbutt
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Summers in Ireland are short and sweet, two weeks of blazing sun and then back to the rainy images known around the world. On this particular day, the heat was beyond comprehension for this nineteen year old lad, he'd never … Continue reading

August 11, 2014
by derpbutt

The Project

Friday: The branches had been stripped bare by the winter, their crisped brown leaves sitting at the base of the narrow tree; my stomach tightens at the sight of the ropes, nooses, swaying in the cool afternoon breeze, Loose strands … Continue reading