Such a release.
Thank you, Work, for letting me go home. (So much more accommodating than prison...)
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available now from Propaganda Press
There are ghosts in the orchard picking fruit and telling stories of crisp fall days when you could bite the air like an apple.
The Bones of Saints Under Glass
available now from Propaganda Press
About Me
- Jeff Fleming
- I am a poet and the editor of nibble, a poetry magazine. A chapbook of my poems, The Bones of Saints Under Glass, was recently published by Propaganda Press. You can email me here: nibblepoems@gmail.com
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May
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- A Poem for 052809
- Going Home
- Great Day To Go To The Beach
- Use The Damn Tunnel
- Foggy, Windy, 50 Degrees
- Oh Man.
- Five, Yes, Five.
- Another Good Day For A Poem
- Seriously.
- Looking Forward
- Have You?
- The Heat is On
- Thank you, Sir.
- The Pukes
- Mother's Day
- Have You Bought My Book Yet?
- You Gotta Meet Her
- I Don't Believe in God
- It Rained the Whole Time
- A Poem on the Internet
- Ah, you gotta love work!
- Ever Glad the Weekend is Over
- Ok. Seriously.
- It's Late
- The Weather Forecast:
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