| through the dirt-streaked pane i watch the midas hour transform our fractured world into gold.the sky erupts in vibrant pink and crescendos into fragments of violet as murmurations pulsate across the canvas and the world falls into night. i observe this wonder with |
| 22 year old languages student and writer from County Down. You can find more of my work at https://thehysteriacollective.com/author/joannalmagill/ |