Throughout spring, at dawn, the men sing in their front gardens. Some wear pyjamas, others just boxers or briefs, the occasional thong. A few stand proudly star...
Kerry Byrne lives and writes in the Fens, with a backdrop of sky-filled water and endless horizon. Her words have found a home in BULL, Citywide Lunch, Ellipsis Zine, Frazzled Lit, Lucy Writers, National FlashFlood, Paragraph Planet, Pidgeonholes, Roi Fainéant Press, streetcake magazine and other fine places. Her flash fiction has been nominated for Best of the Net, and she is currently an assistant editor at Frazzled Lit. Find her on X @kerry__byrne and Bluesky @kerrybyrne.bsky.social.