It augers well for the world that it will refuse to believe that in death endeth loveliness.
-- Jack Kerouac
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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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