I’m not sure what this is about, actually. I think writing emerges organically and it is in that process that meaning emerges.
I picked the title because I grew up with the scent of smoke from the factory down the hill; because I used to live in a place of iron earth; because I know the danger of growing an icy heart; and because I now live in the steel city.
I have plenty of ghosts, because I have plenty of history. I wish I could have added “water” to the title, because I love water too.