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Hold them in your hands

Dear friends,

My poems have now become a thing. A something you can buy and hold in your hands.

You can turn them into paper airplanes and give my words wings, you can write comfort food recipes on their back, or you can put them on your bookshelf for the benefit of generations to come (and to the dismay of whoever it is that must dust them)…

Here they are, eager to keep you company in your self-isolation.

If you’re the digital type and prefer the magic of electrons, there is also a Kindle version.

Enjoy!

Behold the searing wind…


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