Hello dear readers.
As for you, dear writers, thank you for bearing with us as we clear a backlog of submissions. Anyone would think we had actual jobs that take up our time, or something.
Can’t get the staff.
Anyway, once you’ve recovered from yesterday’s offering (still squirming?), enjoy the March lineup – it’s looking great so far, with a sonnet, some brilliant poetry, two people lost at sea and Paul Blaney’s musings on whether he is a writer or just someone who kills ants and dusts shelves.
Spring. New stuff. Lovely.