written by Audrey Moyer. Audrey (she/her) is a second-year Creative Writing student at UCD.
I watch you
run to your father
sand tossed in your wake
So full of stardust and joy
so lucky are you
to run to a father
giggles harmonizing with the waves
I too had a childhood full
of shrieks and running
effortless sunshine
I too used to sing like a siren
luring in love without thought
for the consequences
It was later that the weather turned
lightning shattering my skull
and when I came to I found
a trident in my father’s fist
commanding the storm
All this to say that
I hope your life remains
of salt air and smiles
the clap of thunder silenced
For how could it sound, with all your beauty?
You are the ocean in all its entirety
Yet my mother felt the same about me
but poetic musings are never enough
The nature of weather and
the nature of man
are equally indestructible
and equally destructive
Image: Untitled 4 by Conor Bailey
Conor Bailey is a final year History and Politics student and they enjoy taking photos. They prefer to take clean minimalist photos with a few bright colours that show the texture of the spaces around us, but still enjoy scenes of nature and the shapes of urban buildings.
