i’ve always liked charles bukowski. he’s dirty and vulgar as hell, but raw and uncompromising. he wrote with a sense of true, boring, day-to-day routine. it’s exciting because it’s what you could never do: pretty much nothing. just gallivanting all night and sleeping all day, drinking and gambling and screwing and not much else.
jeffrey mcdaniel has a poem called “The Jerk” (i will probably post something about it here in the future) in which he writes one of my favorite similes:
I’m filthier than the coal miner’s bathtub
and nastier than the breath of Charles Bukowski.
About stephemeraI drink too much unsweetened iced tea, sleep too little and laugh too loud, all while creating something new every day and trying to remember there is beauty in everything.
- Dr. King responded with unparalleled eloquence and power: “We are called to speak for the weak, for the voiceless,… twitter.com/i/web/status/9… 3 days ago