Unification is less important than the fact Ireland is now conflict-free.
Go back to bed, Cowan. I want no promises from you.
Some ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there.
THAT crazed girl improvising her music.Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,Her soul in division from itselfClimbing, falling She knew not where,Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship,Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declareA beautiful lofty...
Funny how I keep forgetting you’re insane.” – Colleen O’Brien
The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea.
Early Summer, loveliest season, The world is being colored in. While daylight lasts on the horizon, Sudden, throaty blackbirds sing. The dusty-colored cuckoo cuckoos.”Welcome, summer” is what he says. Winter’s unimaginable. The wood’s a wickerwork...
Food shouldn’t be that shade of green, lass.” – Faolán MacIntyre