960 2 0
|
I’m starting to feel more interested in my savings account.
|
1047 4 2
|
The rain is filling up my shoes,
I can’t see
through my glasses,
Rain all inside me.
|
944 1 1
|
There’s a room
Full of white
And it smells
Like bleach and
Iron
|
1247 5 5
|
|
1018 1 0
|
|
1081 2 1
|
|
123 7 7
|
The sky cannot fall in Ireland. It threatens constantly, a wagging finger pointing at the fog rising, an upside down heather cake with a peat and bog center. The sky in Ireland is held up by stories and the rhythmic sound of sean-nos,…
|
3 0 0
|
The sky cannot fall in Ireland. It threatens constantly, a wagging finger pointing at the fog rising, an upside down heather cake with a peat and bog center. The sky in Ireland is held up by stories and the rhythmic sound of sean-nos,…
|
985 1 1
|
Chromio citrio sticky-floored furio...
|
905 1 1
|
Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
|
47 1 1
|
Because we are all ex-patriots...
|
33 1 2
|
Steaming with sap and greaseproof poly
|
67 5 3
|
Plumped ivory, blushing fingertips jeweled with beach grains
|
854 0 1
|
Headsets screaming with suburban boredom
|
112 0 0
|
As razor toothed gravediggers darken soil beneath iron...
|