#dream memory

My girlfriend saw her ex across the room and was insistent about talking to him alone. I could hear everything they were saying, and then I couldn’t. She was gone when I looked over again. “She had to sort something out with him.” That was the waitress, a once lovely woman with too much mascara. “I hope you have a healthy relationship.” “The lies of love and how this millennia-old myth has kept…

The island where I was born has untold manifestations in my head. It is tiny and vast, empty and overbuilt, extensions from every building, every building gone, the path across hills and prairies, leading to a barren rocky point that never was. I’ve circumnavigated the island many times, down from a steep ridge, the water choked with ice, a canoe at the ready, but I need to go back for a paddle.…

Gaelic Song Moodboards // Aishling Cuimhn' (Dream Memory)