Kate Neilson

Waves It comes in waves – the grief and pain. The loss of our imagined future now forever relegated to the confines of my fantasy world. The multitude of exploits I was so sure we were destined to share, remain unrealised. The Sunday afternoon walks we won’t do, the unbought gifts, the selfies with my […]

Beverly M. Collins

Oh Dear! “My feet have hiccups.” she said.I was not sure I wanted to hold a visionof that. I didn’t want to contemplatewhat feet could choke or Reflux on.Oh well… Wait a minute! Where would the stomach of afoot be located? There I was “thinking” about it.I tried not to. She was not seated in […]