Clare O'Brien
Bio
Manchester-based artist, writer and musician.
Plays synth with @swimthemusic
Connect @claremoondot / @moondotcreative
Stories (5/0)
Behind the Mask
“Go get ‘em!” Tens of tiny biscuits were propelled into the air, as ten tiny faces desperately watched with crazed eyeballs, hungry and excited. Then tens of tiny paws frantically scrabbled, slipping across the laminate floor as the biscuits rained down and scattered everywhere; booty dropping from a piñata. And in ten seconds – gone.
By Clare O'Brienabout a year ago in Petlife
Return to Dust
She appears, a wispy figure, featherlight and pale, wrapped in white cotton sheets. We yawn simultaneously but she doesn’t notice me. A shard of silver cuts through the glass, a slight glint pricking my binocular eyes, but lights up the scene across from me.
By Clare O'Brienabout a year ago in Fiction
On The Edge Of A New World
Push, shove, a rhythmic nudge. Slink, slide, clink, collide. Backwards, forwards, pushed together, collectively moving, smooth, soothing. Melodic almost, but I don't switch off and let myself glide with the others. I can't. I am thinking about the drop. I have never seen it and this is the closest I have been to it. It's nearing and the anticipation is overwhelming. The drop is the passage to a new world, a new journey, the promise of another dream.
By Clare O'Brienabout a year ago in Fiction
