éabha

burn out, die fast
sí/her // gaeilge go smior

[Miranda Holmqvist @MirandaHqv]

Natalie Shapero

[sympathetic opposition @sympatheticopp]

fact check: false

[nathan fielder @nathanfielder]

2013 is about love. Dont kiss people 'ironically' this year. Look at them in the eyes and say "This is real" then press your lips into them.

[ape attack survivor @pissvortex]

I worry that your enjoyment of art is becoming secondary to tracking and charting your consumption of that art for many of you

[éabha @eabhalefada]

cúpla ticéad do Kneecap 3arena curtha ar ticketmaster agam, faraor géar #ticketfairy

[anna @hard_boiledbabe]

"Are you going to the Afters" bro I haven't even made it to the Beginnings

[James Marriott @j_amesmarriott]

My other candidate for greatest twentieth century autumn poem is Dylan Thomas's Poem in October. I think it's almost the best thing he ever wrote. So much amazing stuff in just the first two stanzas.
https://t.co/5Epn4YFDZ7

[cass @luv2clomp]

addicted to googling "sandwich near me" at the office every single day just in case a new one opened overnight

[Women Posting W's @womenpostingws]

this Merriam-Webster W 😭😭😭

[sugarplum @proseluvr]

rip david lynch you would've loved the prophetic anxious dreams I'm having every night

[buy Fenestration @Othuke__Umukoro]

—Jamaal May.

Originally published by @IndianaReview
Winner of the 2013 Indiana Review Prize, judged by Nikky Finney.

[Sydney Urbanek @sydurbanek]

I’ve never met a medical receptionist that I believed wanted me to live

[Mandy McHugh @WriterACMcHugh]

Sandra Cisneros

[John Attridge @John_Attridge]

How it feels to write "my translation"

[Rare Phantom @_rarephantom]

babe come here you're missing the possum eclipse

[Peege @bloodsigns]

Eileen Myles

[Heidi Priebe 🚢 🌊 @HeidiPriebe1]

Starting to suspect that a cornerstone of any long-lasting relationship is the willingness to be consistently, unreasonably charitable in your interpretations of another person.

[éabha @eabhalefada]

@taylor_vhs well done t, proud of you all the way across the atlantic

[Maureen Thorson @maureenthorson]

“Where the throat burrs like something whispered” A poem by Juliet Patterson