New Irish Writing: Dead Man Walking by Steve Wade

New Irish Writing: Dead Man Walking by Steve Wade

It took him a while to figure it out. Or maybe accept it. But Dave Lawrence got it. There was a reason why no other human had spoken to him in over a week. The same reason those he passed on the streets in town hardly even looked his way. And those that did, just looked through him, beyond him. Not that he cared anymore how people treated him, whether they spoke to him or recognised his existence. That too was part of it. His own indifference to…