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Those throw-away nuggets of thought you have at 3am were the seeds of the poems found within Ifs, Ifs, Ifs by David G. Walker. The manuscript is a mad dash through fairy tales, car accidents, and form rejection letters - with a pit stop at a cult-leading leaf. Imagination pulses through the poetry in this collection as Walker attempts to explore the elusive ifs we all shove in the dark corners of our brains. What emerges is anyone's guess.