GUNS TASTE BAD - Chapman, Landon
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Mango Jane Publishing is proud to present Guns Taste Bad by an emerging American Poet, Landon Chapman. His poem Odysseus was selected by FALL LINES publication by the JASPER PROJECT in Columbia, South Carolina, which is also featured inside the pages of Guns Taste Bad. Guns Taste Bad, by Landon Chapman, begs us to stop scrolling and instead to contemplate a world where there seems to be no room left for poetry; a world filled with misinformation, political polarization and environmental strife. His poetry pierces the truth, disarms the reader and demands attention. It simultaneously offers up…mehr

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Mango Jane Publishing is proud to present Guns Taste Bad by an emerging American Poet, Landon Chapman. His poem Odysseus was selected by FALL LINES publication by the JASPER PROJECT in Columbia, South Carolina, which is also featured inside the pages of Guns Taste Bad. Guns Taste Bad, by Landon Chapman, begs us to stop scrolling and instead to contemplate a world where there seems to be no room left for poetry; a world filled with misinformation, political polarization and environmental strife. His poetry pierces the truth, disarms the reader and demands attention. It simultaneously offers up a becalmed place in the heart, filled with sad accordion music and understanding. In Guns Taste Bad, Chapman gives us three segments of poetry. "Guns" starts off with a bang by exploring what it means to be male in a post masculine society. In "Taste" he delves into an observation of mental and emotional processes. Finally in "Bad," Chapman examines estrangement in the postmodern experience. We read for adventure and fancy, we read because we feel the burden of life weighing us down. We read poetry because it helps to share that burden and carry that weight. Stop scrolling to fill the void, instead take a bite, read Guns Taste Bad, today. Excerpt from Guns Taste Bad: GUNS Locked in the cabinet with all of the guns Do all sons kill their fathers or all fathers kill their sons? I can feel the vibrations I can hear the drill I've locked myself Here TASTE Guns taste bad, but people still eat them, in the pursuit of happiness and more often freedom BAD Sing into my skull Whistle past my ears Tell me again how to lie Be a semblance of true Because this gun is for hire Praise for Guns Taste Bad: "Flashes of cold winter nights, hard truths and broken hearts will take you down a road rising within the power of words, poetry and observations about the feelings of our human existence." - Machel Shull, Bestselling Author of Spiritual "Chapman's poetry is raw and real, reminding us that death is a familiar stranger on a subway waiting to greet us." -Tracy G. Howard, editor and poet "Amazing, can't wait for more!" - A Five Star Reader Review from Amazon Mango Jane Books is an imprint by Mango Jane Publishing in Southern California, U.S.A. MangoJane.Co