a love letter to all the diasporic children from war stricken countries. The 1st generation, who never met their grandparents. Who experienced their elders only through the stories of them. The grandchildren who had to create family from other people’s memories. Dedicated to my grandfather, who I never met but has and always will be in my life, Mohammad Hassan Al Wylie, freedom fighter, ghost and guardian.

Glasgow

11.11.21

Ambient, Field Recording

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