Take that whiskey bottle off the floor and stub out that cigarette on your arm. One Last Cigarette, Dockery's second collection, is a bruising encounter with husbands, lovers and family, bodies and permanence. This is poetry with an edge; tender, harsh and bone-crafted words sifted through and pumped out of a nicotine heart, addict words, bleeding.
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