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No Hitter By Mark Cote My mother told me that when we were young, my sister had a way of finding wounded animals; birds that couldn’t fly, rabbits that couldn’t jump, stray cats with twisted tails, bringing them home and playing nurse maid, feeding and caring for them until they…
Read More »It Sticks with You By David Daniel “Ouch,” the new kid whined. “Owww.” I looked back. He was red-faced and struggling to keep up. He’d strayed off the woods trail and into briars. Beneath the hem of his plaid Bermudas and above his glaringly white tube socks, small berries of…
Read More »Boarding School Blues: Chapter 25 By Louise Peloquin Ch. 25: The Food Fairy “Venez, entrez! Come on in!” Ma Tante Lucie’s squeaky voice called out to her Pied Piper husband who immediately led four smiling children into the tiny house. A description of London’s pea soup fog came to Blanche’s…
Read More »A Safe Distance By Malcolm Sharps If there was a maximum to the number of hobbies one person could actively pursue in a life, Netta must have been approaching the limit. Some hobbies, like football refereeing and folk dancing, appeared grossly inappropriate for a woman of her size. And learning…
Read More »Boarding School Blues: Chapter 24 By Louise Peloquin Ch. 24: Merci Mon Oncle Blanche and her siblings got up early the morning of Thanksgiving. Along with Noël and Halloween, it was the most exciting day of the year. There were no wrapped packages under decorated trees and no brown paper…
Read More »This week on Trasna we feature a new publication by Beir Bua Press, ‘Only Connect,’ an anthology of poetry and prose written during the pandemic and shared weekly with a group of writers on Zoom sessions led by Margaret O’Brien. Featured here is the introduction to ‘Only Connect’ and four…
Read More »Boarding School Blues: Chapter 23 By Louise Peloquin Ch. 23: Going Home At twelve o’clock on the day before Thanksgiving, Sister Gerald’s wooden clapper indicated the end of classes with a beat which reminded Blanche of “Carmen”. The rhythmical succession of loud clicks made her think of Papa singing along…
Read More »Thy Sister’s Keeper By Stephen O’Connor It was back in ’92. While I attended UMASS, Lowell, working toward a degree in English, I had a job working for the Massachusetts Guardian Security Services. Armed with my radio and Maglight Tactical Flashlight, I would prowl the darkened alleys and hollow hearts…
Read More »Three for Halloween By David Daniel 1: Speed Dating at the Lonely Monsters Club When they get off the elevator, the sign is on an easel outside the function room: SPEED DATING EVENT TONIGHT Nervously, Shanna runs her hands down her hips. “This is going to be another big fail,”…
Read More »Daniel Wade, award-winning playwright, poet, essayist, and novelist, is making his second appearance in Trasna this week. Following his memorable tribute to poet Dermot Healy, last year, Dublin-born Wade has been actively pursuing his writing career and is now celebrating the release of his historical novel, A Land Without Wolves.…
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