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Apologies to the Morning is by turns sly, sensuous, viscerally brutal and disarmingly funny, and best read with all the lights on." -Keith Rosson, author of Coffin Moon
As you stumble from the frosted wood, that familiar taste coating your tongue, moon fall reveals the blood drying on your hands, and you can do no more than await the reunion of your fractured mind and offer your Apologies To The Morning. In his follow-up to Meet Me In The Flames, Greg Jones takes his new horror poetry collection across bleaker, blacker realms as he compels you to taste the richer meats, drink deep the bitter broth of the grave, and join him in damning the sun's inevitable rising. Horrors run deepest in the dying hour of the night. You'll find no warmth here.
Apologies to the Morning is by turns sly, sensuous, viscerally brutal and disarmingly funny, and best read with all the lights on." -Keith Rosson, author of Coffin Moon
As you stumble from the frosted wood, that familiar taste coating your tongue, moon fall reveals the blood drying on your hands, and you can do no more than await the reunion of your fractured mind and offer your Apologies To The Morning. In his follow-up to Meet Me In The Flames, Greg Jones takes his new horror poetry collection across bleaker, blacker realms as he compels you to taste the richer meats, drink deep the bitter broth of the grave, and join him in damning the sun's inevitable rising. Horrors run deepest in the dying hour of the night. You'll find no warmth here.
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