‘sunday DARTS and my phone’s dead’ and other poems by Alicia Byrne Keane

‘sunday DARTS and my phone’s dead’ and other poems by Alicia Byrne Keane

sassy ghost sometimes I’m startled by how perfectly my boots land when I take them off in poses too outrageous to plan like a dandy has strode into the room and is posturing, invisible, in my boots i can’t draw shoes it makes me restless   (the art room of my school    with its swelling [...]