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    How the Bakery Pronounces Drab
    How the Bakery Pronounces Drab
    How the Bakery Pronounces Drab
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    How the Bakery Pronounces Drab

    By Paul Mason Leiby, Jr

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    "How the Bakery Pronounces Drab" is P. M. Leiby's seventh book of poetry, preceded by "Four Cornered Earth," "Of the Body Air," "They Walked Until Autumn," and others. P. M. Leiby brings to bear a love of life and death encoded in the social and mental struggles. He holds an M.S. in psychology from Purdue University.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPaul Mason Leiby, Jr
    Release dateNov 15, 2022
    ISBN9781005847944
    How the Bakery Pronounces Drab
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    Paul Mason Leiby, Jr

    Paul Mason Leiby Jr is the author of nine experimental poetry books: "Lofi My Life," "Sleeping Every Sycamore Standing," "How the Bakery Pronounces Drab," "Of the Body Air," "They Walked Until Autumn," "Goodbye, the Unused Portion Hello," and others. P. M. Leiby brings to bear a love of life and death encoded in the social and mental struggles. He holds an M.S. in psychology from Purdue University.

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      How the Bakery Pronounces Drab - Paul Mason Leiby, Jr

      How the Bakery Pronounces Drab

      Paul Mason Leiby Jr

      Copyright © 11/16/2022 Paul Mason Leiby Jr

      All rights reserved.

      DEDICATed to

      Shagufta and family,

      and my family

      CONTENTS

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      Sunset coming, prekill the suffer.

      I live in tropical self-criticism.

      It is hard to drive the dirt away.

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