Tushi was a cat who could have been an ocean.
She could have been other things as well like – a blanket that smelled of warmth, a puddle in your green yards, a broken wristwatch, a collage of photographs . . . more
Just wanted to let you know that I appeared on a radio program for the very first time last week reading out my poetry and short stories and talking about my writing life.
Clown thank you for the friends request - I count myself privileged. I've read many of your posts and find your writing stye intriguing and a pleasure to read. You're one refreshing writer I'm gonna keep following on Gather.
