liked the bit where the writer is trying to stress how Sligo and Dublin are worlds apart, even though they're physically close
short essay by a masseuse. could equally be sorted into the poetry section - it has that sense of prose.
how young people are losing tech skills due to dependance on like. google and the cloud etc etc
We're Not Allowed to be Lonely Anymore
about ocd. kind of. as always, essays about science remain on top
one of the shortest poems here, for all of you looking to read the quickest thing and leave
something strange about writing a poem imagining you timetravelling to convince your parents not to marry (they hate each other) and then realising halfway through how badly you want to live
This is my brother and I need a shovel to love him.
really interesting premise that the author promptly ignored in favour of just talking about her main character.
"Your personality is something else, something deeper than these preferences, and these details on the surface, you can change any time you'd like. If it is useful to do so, you must abandon your identity and start again. Sometimes, it's the only way."
this ^^ is my tamogotchi laika. please be nice 2 her. click to feed