Those dead eyes were moulded in hell, Yellow with the bile of a melted dawn,… Read the post‘Dead Fox’ by Féilim James
Shleamhnaigh cuimhne isteach an fhuinneog Aréir is mé im’ chodladh, Is lonnaigh i ngort… Read the post‘Cuimhne’ le Féilim Ó Brádaigh
What the literal fuck do you do do you mean superfluous superfluous how does that… Read the post‘An Interrogation of the Semicolon’ by Féilim James
Racht a mharaigh Íosa. Racht a ghreamaigh tairní. Racht a d’fháisc scámhóga. Racht a… Read the post‘Racht’ le Féilim Ó Brádaigh