'It's only temporary,' Solamh said. 'Six months, tops. You know what these housing AI are like. Sometimes they’re almost too responsive? A tiny dip in one job market, and suddenly it’s shuffling thousands of people around.'

A Home is Just a House, A House is Just an Asset

'Have you ever been to the beach? A real one, I mean. A beach with seaweed, puffins, seals… Starfish swirling in rockpools, herring gulls cawing in the wind. Have you ever seen a mussel without bread and white wine sauce?’

A Real Beach

It was merely a build-up of tonsil stones; small, calcified clumps of debris ensnared in the tonsillar crypts. They were harmless, she promised, and waved off my concern for my torn, bloody throat with a pamphlet boasting [...]

Tonsillolith

the street is silenced by dusky snow
i lean against her rosy glow
my cheek on her cheek, a downy peach
i flutter my lashes beside her nose

Ness Healy

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