era of gratuitous inventions
beer can. It was beautiful     as inevitable as the wine

– Candice

Her Burp Was Music to My Ears

A windy day at the beach can only mean one thing: rolling falsies.

Melodic burps, baby pigs, and too-much-paint all color the landscape of this sprightly new volume by Cow Tipping Press. Her Burp Was Music to My Ears is a collection of humorous and heartfelt poems that will make you chuckle, reminisce, and reconsider your assumptions about people with disabilities.

 

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