The first milk is stubborn and thick like pollen, my body makes it with ease. The second is an illusive blend, silky-thin, I catch it in glimpses. My child doesn’t catch enough…   KS Moore is a Welsh poet based in Ireland. Her poetry has recently appeared in The Honest Ulsterman, Boyne Berries, The Lonely […]
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