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    Hunt/Gather

    By Jacob Mays

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    About this ebook

    His second book of poetry, Hunt/Gather confronts the difficulties of growing up rurally poor, imagines a funeral service for the Devil, and features a few poetic forms as well as the expansive free verse Mays is known for. Jacob Mays is a graduate of the Creative Writing: Poetry program of Columbia College Chicago. He lives in Pittsburgh and is a curator at The Night Gallery.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLulu.com
    Release dateApr 19, 2014
    ISBN9781304254627
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