Melanie looked up,
past me, out
the window.
There was
never anything
to look at
out there.
— John Brandon, short story "Last Summer" in The Oxford American's The Best of the South 2011
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NOVEL POETRY:
FINDING THE POETIC
IN NOVELS
(and in short stories
and sometimes elsewhere)
[and posting pictures
of cool-looking authors]
About Me
- Ron
- Editor-type in ATL. (Have a poem in Washington, D.C.-area literary magazine Gargoyle and two in The South Carolina Review.)
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