Iceland review - 2019, Side 125

Iceland review - 2019, Side 125
123 Iceland Review Austurstræti 12 | 101 Reykjavík | Tel: 578-0400 | enskibarinn.is | info@enskibarinn.is #TheEnglishPub OUTDOOR AREA BEER PLATTER / DART BOARD SPORT EVENTS LIVE ON 6 HD SCREENS LIVE MUSIC EVERY NIGHT FROM 10PM HAPPY HOUR EVERY DAY FROM 4-7PM IcelandReview_May_2019_TheEnglishPub.indd 1 5/13/2019 2:45:51 PM Júlía Margrét is an author and director who also works as a cultural journalist for RÚV, the Icelandic National Broadcastin Service. She holds a BA in philosophy and a MA in creative writing, as well as an MFA in screenwriting, which she earned at the New York Film Academy in Los Angeles. Most recently, she directed a miniseries called NORMS, and has also published three books – the poetry collection Jarðaberjatungl (Strawberry Moon, from which this story is taken), the novella Grandagallerí (Grandi Gallery), and the novel Drottningin á Júpíter (The Queen of Jupiter), which came out last fall. In her spare time, Júlía is also a lover of cheap beer, cats, far-fetched metaphors, and magic realism. BIO Afterwards, I was alone again, as I’d been the whole time. I snuck off to have a cigarette, sitting next to a porthole after everyone had fallen asleep. The German snored, a smile on his face. Unafraid. But I felt nauseous. Nauseous from the crocodile and the red wine binge, nauseous from the caresses of a strange man whose cold wedding ring stroked my stomach. From what I saw out the window, from the letter from you I kept in my pocket. The piercing howl from the sea, ripping through the silence. Nauseous from what I knew. When I saw the strawberry moon finally break through the cloud bank in the storm, I knew our journey had come to an end. It was over for most of the passen- gers on the boat, the red moon shows no mercy. Only a few of them would ever regain consciousness. The mountain kept trembling as the wilderness snarled in its wake. But still today when I start missing you, I think about the buffet on the boat I sailed down the Tumida, on my few days’ journey around Makastar.
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