The Gospels of Innish Bawn

It is only I who am left, on this jagged rock, with guillemots and kittiwakes for company. Yesterday, I buried Brother Fintan in a shallow pit and covered him with slabs of granite in the crowded cemetery. He was my uncle … Continue reading →
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Published on May 17, 2021 14:56
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