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Meeogahane Pier 24th August 2017 The Currachs rest, sleeping seaweed wears the oceanic gloss. Salt water teases, each wave, a lick, a […]
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26th May, 2018 In haze they lie, mountainous guardians of the baysculpted by tales of milleniathe trodden sands are alive.Feet run to […]
We wear the scars hidden by modesty of cloth remnants of cuts beneath the threads and stitches we share the pain when […]
From the fog I emergedopposing the the needleas the road submitted tomy acceleration the whiteline broken merging withmy constant velocity driving me […]
