
Spring, Summer, Winter, Fall is a brutally honest collection of contemporary poetry that moves through love, addiction, war, loss, and the quiet moments where a life begins to fracture.
Written in a voice that refuses ornament and rejects comfort, Andrew Lafleche strips poetry down to its most dangerous form: truth without anesthesia.
Across more than 200 poems, these pages explore:
Some poems are a whisper.
Some are a confession.
Some feel like they shouldn’t have been written at all.
And that’s exactly why they matter.
If you’ve ever:
—you’ll find yourself somewhere in these pages.
Perfect for readers of:
—but written with a sharper edge, darker honesty, and no interest in pretending things get better just because they’re supposed to.



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