Condensation Mourning | Hayley McGaw

Condensation Mourning

Condensation morning through the thin

windows construction workers digging

down deep in dirt. No worms digesting

on condensation morning mourning

as salt studded crisp packets are left

rolling on pavements - silver linings

(hidden). Dragon breath steams from heavy

mourning mouths souring with cereal milk.

Normalcy dripping down windows.

Hayley McGaw



Hayley is currently an undergraduate student at the University of Glasgow where she studies English Literature and History of Art. She loves climbing trees and writing about the body’s entanglement with nature. She is also interested in the everyday and its connection with the  climate, life, and death.


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