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The Bangor Line
A beautiful summer evening after the sun has set leaves behind a bright blue sky at almost ten at night.
May 25 • Nick Cousins
Summer 1992
Hot tarmac and diesel fumes with a subtle hint of cold vanilla.
May 6 • Nick Cousins

February 2026

Remorse
A micro-fiction story of remorse for my first killing.
Feb 11 • Nick Cousins
Sleep and other fairytales
I lie here wrapped up like a mummy in the sheets.
Feb 7 • Nick Cousins
Imbolc
The end of winter, let it be here soon!
Feb 2 • Nick Cousins

January 2026

Equilibrium
Sometimes I just close my eyes.
Jan 17 • Nick Cousins
Kiosk
A poem for busy days
Jan 8 • Nick Cousins
Belfast at night
A love letter to the city I call home
Jan 4 • Nick Cousins

December 2025

Crossed paths
A poem about those we love and lose along the way
Dec 11, 2025 • Nick Cousins

November 2025

The new me
Today I am made of vegetable skins,
Nov 27, 2025 • Nick Cousins

March 2025

Pride comes before a fall
You appeared on the dance floor in front of me as if I had conjured you, atom by atom from the fantasy of a love I described to a stranger not minutes…
Mar 28, 2025 • Nick Cousins
Critic
Sometimes those we criticise most sharply have the most beautiful souls
Mar 27, 2025 • Nick Cousins
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