CWI December 2018 Winner

The Snow Hulk  Ruth Taaffe I’m in the front, Mum sits behind with both my sleeping sisters, flaked from Auld Lang Syne. Snow scraps hurl like curls of peel, fling themselves into the windscreen. I can’t believe how secret the cautious, clotted streets appear.  The year is closing. The world’s transforming. Our garden, dressed like […]

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