Cirrus@Austlit

'I’m standing on the edge of a hill and the sea is roaring towards me. I have to hold on, to anything, the grass, dirt, anything I can get a grip on so that it doesn’t suck me back out with it. Every time it crashes over me I know that I might open my eyes in water.

'You realise someone is looking at you. You return their gaze and your heart starts knocking at your ribs. They’re not looking away.

'A woman in a nightgown sits in a changing room. She does not know who she is. A girl is getting dressed, refusing to answer her phone. The woman stares at her, and she returns her gaze. They speak, edging around what they have both lost.

'Can we trust the intimacy of strangers?' (Production summary)