Anomalous Press was kind enough to print some of mama's poems & Anomalous Press does the audio poem thing so you can listen to mama read some of her poems after drinking the moonshines after sitting on the porch with her shotgun; her calloused feet soaking in a moonshine bath. you can't hear mama call for her eldest Dewey Dell to bring mama more moonshines & you can't hear the dogs snarling at the postman.
here is i hope you get ugly and die
here is i am hopscotch with hop
here is it is after all only a folding
& one of these titles is true true true...
yours all warm & tingly,