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It’s true. I have a book coming out. A certain someone has been giving me a hard time over not having any physical objects she can help flog. CAN I JOIN YOUR DEATH CULT? Is the result of that nagging. Often surreal, usually melancholy, regularly angry, this collection of poetry will stick in your throat and make you wish you never remembered your dreams. WATCH THIS SPACE.

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