Morning, Day Seven of my hermitage. Curled on the apartment’s rose-red love-seat, I’m holding an unappreciative cat tight […]
Niamh Mac Cabe
05:00Standing by an Irish lake, Loch Dhá GhéI think of a tree, the world’s most remote treeis it […]
Morning, Day Seven of my hermitage. Curled on the apartment’s rose-red love-seat, I’m holding an unappreciative cat tight […]
05:00Standing by an Irish lake, Loch Dhá GhéI think of a tree, the world’s most remote treeis it […]
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