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The thing is, the reality of being a teen activist is very different to how I pictured it when I was eleven. It mostly...

Celeste Augé – Things You Find Out

There are things you find out: not all homeless people sleep on the street. Some sleep in B&Bs, some in hostels, some in hotels....

Celeste Augé

Celeste Augé is the author of Skip Diving (Salmon Poetry, 2014), The Essential Guide to Flight (Salmon Poetry, 2009) and the collection of short...

Elaine Cosgrove – Greening

I. Cold February, Galway Novena comes around again. Students burst home past the Cathedral’s line. The rain starts to come down hard and under white flap, a trailer...

Elaine Cosgrove – Inside the 24hr

First we all hear the shuffling noise. Look! a tourist outside Spar exclaims—her phone, a pitchfork claim, a scamall despair, our local newsprint’s state stories so close,...

Elaine Cosgrove – Endless

We become adult on roads, on lines, on grids, on greens, on grey spaces — you cannot zoom in. We become older with the city as seer, decibels the scale from stepping...

Elaine Cosgrove

Elaine Cosgrove is from the West of Ireland. Transmissions, her debut collection of poems, is published by Dedalus Press. Elaine Cosgrove was born in Sligo...

Stephen Byrne – Because You’re A Girl

you will bring life into this world, only to lose yours. Because you’re a girl you will suffer mutilation to bleed & scream for a month. Because you’re a girl you...

Stephen Byrne – A Father Calls to his Child on Liveleak

                                    In memoriam 513 Children Gaza 2014 Wake up child wake up cries the father to his child beneath the torn & tattered building within the dust &...

Stephen Byrne – Raise Your Heads

stop looking at the ground stop glaring at your phones stop hiding under rocks stop drowning beneath the sea stop avoiding the eyes of someone in need stop social media...

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Órla Foyle

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