The Lost Poet
Þula Hjartatorg, Laugavegur 21, Reykjavík, IcelandBreasts left unfed emit colourful light. The suns illuminate the landscapes and faces shadow. Take the lollipop and press it against the tongue of the void. Shiny dust we will taste and burst into pearly tears of ocean, of ocean, of ocean. They will be flying underwater with their feet, legless feet, toeless feet. Drown …