Kilkenny College

The legs weaken, frozen cold. The body shivers, the coldness of that word. The mind stops, frozen in time. The heart races, against the cold wind of that word. The eyes cry, facing the frozen air. The word is as cold as winter. The word is, death.

Yesterday cannot hide; its shapes scrutinised, hues criticised, scoffed and treasured equally – a Renaissance masterpiece! Separately, barely distinguishable from the countless, the many. Harshly real, an eerie image or chance to feel. Brushstrokes of memories, completing a masterpiece. The honest framed in Yesterday. Tomorrow is an abstract. Illegible, but open and unending. Uncertainty, unease, […]

Inside, there is fear. Shadows surround me, the vultures circle. Inside, there is silence. Quiet whispers of woe, locked within me. Inside, there is pain. Their echoes leap at me, sharp as spears. Inside, there is darkness. Surrounded, circled – and alone.

  In places in places I used to call home. Now I’m all alone In a place I don’t even know. My house is now full of objects. Not memories. In my home there is a bath and in my house there is a grave. I reach my legs off the bed to find an empty space. […]

I’m a girl; so what I’m not allowed to play sport anymore?  Or you think girls lives aren’t as good as yours?  Girls are strong, girls are powerful,  In fact we make this world quite wonderful.  Think about it; without girls the human race would die out,  Our world wouldn’t have been as great as […]