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Jonah Winter, . . Slope, $14.95 (80pp) ISBN 978-0-9718219-2-7

If Garrison Keillor were in his early 30s, hailed from Texas and had a terrific sense of the poetic narrative line, Winter's debut might be his latest dispatch. From a sestina based on the names of "My Women" to "Hair Club for Corpses," the book exudes "the smell of Aramis and tweed,/ and, for some strange reason, ketchup."