Open Justice
The gallery of a courtroom in Belfast. Conversation will be ‘hushed’. On the front row sits CAOILEANN dressed in black and wearing a veil. Two rows behind sits … Continue reading
May 6, 2016 · Leave a comment
Blood Soaked Bread
I had some errands to run that day. The bakery felt abrasive and hostile, despite the warm smell of bread wafting in my nostrils. A sense of dread, was building … Continue reading
October 19, 2015 · Leave a comment