A Functionary Finds Himself in a Doomed, Sun Lacerated Vat
He felt like a gazelle adorned with a Francis Bacon death-mask, bereft of gas in the tank, caught betwixt a Lion pride with their crosshairs set on his jugular and a cackle of spotted hyenas eyeing up his pancreas
Between Ruins and Hypermodernity: Reflections on Dublin's Docklands
One consistent sight that does not disappear from view is the river Liffey, whose water is a dark, ethereal mirror that reflects a vast, boundless prism of neon polychromes reflecting from the buildings of the Grand Canal Docks.