Check out Blue Smoke: Intimate Disclosures in Poetry & Prose (Outskirts Press, $17.95), a book by Craig A. Combs, who was a close buddy of mine until I moved away after third grade. I went looking for him and we re-connected over mis-remembered memories and our divergent paths in life. Well, not so divergent after all: We both just put out memoirs!
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In his book, he reproduces some of the letters he sent me as a kid, which I, of course, saved faithfully because I'm warped like that.
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