The Showbear Family Circus

Author: D.S. Maolalai

  • All Ireland.

    All Ireland.

    sky turning dark with sports all gone over; the football and hurling put away for a year, a final show of the end of summer and decline to slow october. all of us decked for the matches, singing the songs and very drunk, all blue like tiny flowers celebrating oncoming frost.

  • Melting

    Melting

    like wet lumps of frozen ice- cream cake on a platter on a doggish hot day. her mind in its alzheimers spills thick honey sweetness, running over the spoon and the platter. dribbles its shape, ruined to the kitchen on our shirts and the warm kitchen tile.

  • African cattle.

    African cattle.

    driving toward home and late after work; shunting over motorways like logs upon a river and we plunge forward, up against pilings of light. ahead, hills shine with breaklights like campfires or fake gold necklaces fallen from an overstuffed box. night falls; it falls before closing and everyone around goes forward past office hours. african…