By Iolanda Munck
Art By Lucy Keegan
moonshelves cushioned with whims
embroidered and disgarded
the spook that fought the bard
the frog that pondered woe
the parting ways of thoughts wandering
the inn softly selling slightly sour soup
the sounds of a city brewed as one like
Frankenstein’s monster
Iolanda Munck
Iolanda Munck, originally born in Munich, Germany, grew up in a multitude of countries. Currently, she lives in Dublin, Ireland where she studies history at the University College Dublin. Apart from writing poetry every day, she plays the harp and is deeply in love with cats, trees, and odd things, as well as harvesting a truly frightening addiction to cinnamon bubble tea.
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