Ní Ghriofa, Doireann, “A Ghost in the Throat” (Biblioasis, 2020).

The gesture of pinching clothes to the line requires my arms to reach skywards, to where clouds gush by, a flood suspended in layers of silvers and greys. I could be underwater, now; I could be breathing liquid, looking up to a Beyond that exists on the other side of the swell that hovers overhead. Call it a cloud (193).

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