20/F/Ireland    i need pain for my art, take my lungs, break my heart

M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …

London, UK    I love that moment of connection and the lump in your throat when you find a really special poem. And I've read many, many special …