Aisling Fields

Some stories deserve to be told.

I started writing because I was afraid of how easily thoughts would disappear. Not the important—but the small ones. How light shifts when I leave a room. The sound of a page turning in the night.

Small observations. They don’t ask to be understood.
Only to be recorded and maybe read, slowly.

— Lucía M.

  • Dear Nikki,

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    I never thought it would come down to one of us saying goodbye to the other. I am sad that this is where we are.…

    ≻: Dear Nikki,