About the Book
The madness of winter light gave way to both a destructable and fiercly brief wave; boardering on obsession and a sharp fall to sorrow. The author lives within this house. It is behind windows and amongst the few artificats of a life barely lived.
Upon his first volume of poetry, Suder has given a small offering of his time spent behind walls, open frames and black coffee.
Upon his first volume of poetry, Suder has given a small offering of his time spent behind walls, open frames and black coffee.
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