Category: Girlie On The Edge
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30 August: A Six – Part: 25.1 Keep Yourself to Yourself
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 25.1 Keep Yourself To Yourself, Girl Hi, my name is Brigid, and this is my Show and Tell. I’m named after St Brigid of Kildare, the patroness (that’s like a saint) of Ireland, the goddess of spring and fertility and life…
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30 August: A Six – Part: 25 Out of Bedlam
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 25: Out of Bedlam earlier this week: … and silently walk out the door, deafening myself to their words chasing after me. A letter from Bethlem Royal Hospital arrived 3 days ago; it’s still unopened, and out of frustration, Hanzō picks…
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28 August: A Six – Part 24 Walking the Deep Greys
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 24 Walking the Deep Greys last week: Hanzō is bowing deeply before him … and Pierre asks, “Who are you?” “He’s Hanzō, he’s a relic, he’s Drake’s,” my answer is faintly audible, and Pierre’s eyes are hollowed by the weariness of…
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21 August: Part: 23 A Mad Horse Amongst Swords
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 23 A Made Horse Amongst Swords Last Week … but Pierre knows, we are like mycorrhizae; we are all connected. Dr Crowthorne is a silhouette in the open doorway of room B4, sunlight flooding in from the windows behind him, and…
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14 August: A Six – Part: 22, Mycorrhizae
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 22 “Mycorrhizae” Last week: “Yes, I am hungry,” his eyes laugh, but his expression is dialed-to-neutral. “You seek advice, Brigid, which I cannot offer until your thirst is deep enough; advice must be cool water to a dry throat,” and I look…
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5 August: A Six – Part 21: The Beauty of Imperfection
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 21 “The Beauty of Imperfection” last week: “I fill my lungs with swirling night air, look up at the amber light filling the window of my flat, and shout … “You look uncomfortable,” I say , and Hanzō nods, “Wabi-sabi,” and…
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28 July: A Six – Part :20
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 20: Samurai Oni no Hanzō Arrives last week: “… surely, the last syllables uttered at the end of time, Brigid … *Memento Mori.” “… yes, but if one lives with the knowledge that the body’s ultimate aim is to be dead,…
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22 July: A Six – Part 19: Memento Mori
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 19 – Memento Mori And he springs off the bed and shouts in a voice lean and tense as wire, “… Conneries conneries conneries.” Memento Mori I wake my laptop, take another sip of lavender tea, and study the leafy debris…
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15 July: A Six – Part 18 : Bedlam
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 18 – Bedlam Last week: “He’s gone, Brigid,” says the Gatekeeper, “Your Connor is gone.” This is *Bedlam Hospital, where once a week I come to visit Pierre … “…it’s three years and five months, says the psychiatrist, as if she…
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8 July: A Six – Part : 17 Black and White
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 17 Black and White Last week: Last week: Connor slowly materialises, his anger falling in flurries of ash around him. Pierre’s eyes glaze wide with shock, he leaps up, upending the table with a resonating hollow-throated thud, and a chaos of…
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