<p><b>'Sublime' - Donal Ryan, author of <i>Strange Flowers</i><br>'Here is a writer who matters' - <i>The Irish Times</i><br>'A book about the raw, riotous, brutally beautiful act of being alive.' - Kerri ní Dochartaigh, author of <i>Thin Places</i><br>'<i>Milk </i>is a raw, unvarnished journey down the mothering rabbit hole' <i>The Irish Independent</i></b><br><br>Alice Kinsella was in her mid-twenties when she became pregnant with her first child, newly engaged and about to embark on a life in an unfamiliar town on the west coast of Ireland. Into this warm cocoon, this big, empty house, would arrive a little baby. And soon Alice's world began to expand and contract in ways she could never have imagined.<br><br>With her body struggling to recover, darker intrusions ran through the days and nights of new motherhood. For the fir