Sandymount Strand
23rd April 2017
In the shadow of modern incineration and nostalgic stripes of white and red,
sad sands are naked, their salty cloak kept at bay.
Life is on two legs and four, coming and going on black rubber wheels.
Nike souls leave their stamps, as Goretex steps impress the downtrodden strand.
Ciaran Burke
SoleO 
Step 
Rummage 
Split 
Bowlack 
Spill 
Shoe horn 
Cracker 
Lines 
Crack 
Treasured 
Ruffle 
Sculpture 
Rag 
Cream 
Duck 
Tree
