"Being an Islander means that you aren't like everyone else." Bounded by water, you can live your life with certainty knowing where your edges are. Drawn from interviews with artists from Newfoundland and Tasmania, these poems capture what it means to be an islander. To know every rock and tickle, "the sea your road /the hole in the sky /your light to travel by." In My island's the house I sleep in at night, Brinklow weaves stories and images with her own poetic imaginings. These are poems steeped in community memory, about belonging to a place "like nowhere else." From Tasmanian artists Michaye Boulter, Vicki King, and Hillary Young, to Newfoundland writers Michael Crummey, Lisa Moore, and Wayne Johnston, this book is a kitchen party full of islanders telling stories about the patch of rock they call home.