Michael has what it takes and he just don’t fit. Working in a literary climate where reinvention is taboo, freedom of expression prohibited NEW BLOOD is necessary for the survival of Icelandic poetry LET IT BLEED. Michael breaks down the walls surrounding the ivory towers of state monopoly licensed word mongers. He don’t belong. He is elsewhere. His vision points out the direction of somwareness, an open road instead of the blind alleys that the approved ones wander up and down gloryfying their limbo. WHEN FREEDOM IS OUTLAWED ONLY THE OUTLAWS CAN BE FREE.” MEGAS