Hello again. How are we welcoming this year in? I know I haven’t found my flow, or maybe I have found flows, but no sure steady flow. It isn’t always clear what ought to be shared, and with whom, but there is always a tune (an underlying hum at very least), demanding words for its own release.
Kay Keenan writes poetry and fiction, and her story "Shoes and Trews and Shell Dust" was shortlisted for the Bath Flash Fiction prize, and published in their anthology "with one eye on the cows". She works as a holistic therapist in the country of Cumbria.
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