I suggest that you devote some of that holiday cash the Jolly Old Elf put in your stocking and snag a copy of my friend Sandy McRae’s extraordinary new book of prose poems from one of our premier indie publishers, Folded Word. You’ll thank yourself when fangs of ice are hanging from your gutters because you’ll be inside, warming yourself at the fire of Sandy’s crackling wit. Note the caveat below, however: the first edition is already running low! So take my advice and don’t wait until the glittering ball drops in Times Square….Read More