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A collection of another 30 poems from my mind’s imagination. Ranging from life to death, joy to pain, ridiculous to emotional.
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This book dives much deeper than that of just a drug dealer. Our character takes us places of pain and addiction to become a survivor and triumphs against all the odds.
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“TUSH" is a poetry book of 144 mixed, scrambled, tossed, rolled, unorganized pages without numbers. And transforming myself from Author to reader by my own hand. It is my 7th book and strangely 2 more editing now.
“TUSH" is a poetry book of 144 mixed, scrambled, tossed, rolled, unorganized pages without numbers. And transforming myself from Author to reader by my own hand. It is my 7th book and strangely 2 more editing now.
My entire love for writing is encompassed by a bleeding need to express my imagination, continually. Author or any title, everyone has a story. Mine is found in these pages. Less
Dear Reader,
To give you even a slight understanding for the author of “TUSH”, I would need you to read it. Odd-yes. Irrational-no.
I write in a moment, through emotion | |  | | Tush
144 scramled poetry pieces from all genres. While having fum writing this book, I grew to love being a reader as well. I have 2 books being edited and 6 published years ago, including last year
Dear Reader,
To give you even a slight understanding for the author of “TUSH”, I would need you to read it. Odd-yes. Irrational-no.
I write in a moment, through emotion and fear, chewing an idea, around imagination, scratching experiences that once were, a great need to laugh at myself in an aroused state of blame.
“TUSH" is a poetry book of 144 mixed, scrambled, tossed, rolled, unorganized pages without numbers. And transforming myself from Author to reader by my own hand. It is my 7th book and strangely 2 more editing now.
I don’t hate bios. Simply beca | |  | | unnecessary poetry
30 poems with a variety of forms, shapes and sizes
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