It’s brunchtime, so I stroll South down Seventh Avenue; The short walk to my daily diner. It’s the kind of …
Visiting in Covidland. A poem by Mairead Breen
http://pendemic.ie/visiting-in-covidland-a-poem-by-mairead-breen/Through the window I see you reading, Rosary done, legs raised for the edema, in night attire – the carers …
The Future is in Our Hands by Muireann Farrell
http://pendemic.ie/the-future-is-in-our-hands-by-muireann-farrell/The world is changing in a way we have never seen it before. As my mother said in a harrowing …
Waiting. A journal entry by Christine Ritenis
http://pendemic.ie/waiting-a-journal-entry-by-christine-ritenis/Week of Sunday, 4/19 I’m fairly sure that I have contracted COVID-19, probably from my husband, Rich, who was the …
Somewhere Knew. A short story by Simon Stevens
http://pendemic.ie/somewhere-knew-a-short-story-by-simon-stevens/I know instantly I am somewhere new. It’s not a blinding light when it changes. It is more like pins …