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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
I sat by the traintracks at night after work for years, piecing life together, trying to make sense of the world. It felt like I was collecting jigsaw pieces, little thoughts that felt true to me, without a picture on the jigsaw box. There's still no picture on the jigsaw box, but here are the pieces I collected and perhaps a few corner pieces too. These are some of my favourite little lines and stanzas from across my poetry books. All hand typed on my wonky old typewriter. These fragments span, art, life, and all the stupidly beautiful and stupid things.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
I sat by the traintracks at night after work for years, piecing life together, trying to make sense of the world. It felt like I was collecting jigsaw pieces, little thoughts that felt true to me, without a picture on the jigsaw box. There's still no picture on the jigsaw box, but here are the pieces I collected and perhaps a few corner pieces too. These are some of my favourite little lines and stanzas from across my poetry books. All hand typed on my wonky old typewriter. These fragments span, art, life, and all the stupidly beautiful and stupid things.