Winter Doesn't Care What Your Name Is

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Winter Doesn't Care What Your Name Is

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By Kevin Estrada

It's cold in the big city and that's more than just the weather. As hostile and indifferent as these poems paint New York to be, the characters find the comfort they need by looking within. When things get rough, sometimes all you can do it laugh.

These poems find a muse in the lack of compassion, paying quiet tribute to it from under tense shoulders and knitted caps of a solitary midnight walk through a tunnel of skyscrapers. In these poems, New Yorkers are united as love-starved commuters window shopping for the human experience. 

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Each copy is hand-stamped with the ILOANBooks sigil and numbered. Print cycles are in volumes of 50 and repeated as needed.