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  1. AnonymousNovember 22, 2016 at 12:12 PM

    Hello April- I just finished reading Turn Left Before Morning which came with my issue of Rattle. I read it at 2am this morning when I couldn't sleep. It's a hell of a book. I would love to be in contact. All best to you. DLaux

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  2. UnknownDecember 8, 2016 at 5:10 AM

    Hi April, like Dorianne, I, too, read your collection after I received it from Rattle. I agree it is a hell of a collection. Never a false note. Congratulations.

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  3. UnknownJanuary 3, 2017 at 2:17 PM

    Hi April - your poems touched me deeply. Thank you!

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