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Buy First Kiss

My first poetry collection came out on 22nd May 2020, and I have copies available for just £7.

It's a coming of age chapbook, beautifully put together by Maytree Press, with gorgeous cover art from Annie Ovenden.

Here's what my publisher had to say:
First Kiss is a remarkable debut collection from Yorkshire born writer Cara L McKee, 
And here's a little taster:
I thought that my first kiss
was required for the rich boy
tearing petals from gardenias
in October, throwing them
from the old bridge into the Wharfe,
wailing that the blooms
would get more kisses from the water
than he would get from me.
If you would like to get a copy, I can send you a signed one - just let me know you want that. You'll find a button to buy a copy in the side bar, and if you need to get in touch you can email me on caralmckee (at) gmail (dot) com.

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