a poem is a sermon
Dear Dick: That’s quite a trick, to make a story stick, dipped in pure bullshit two feet thick and built up solid brick by brick. Must say it makes me sick, you egocentric big prick. Dear Rich: I hate to bitch about your latest pitch: All lies, some truth, I can’t tell which. Yes, you […]
It is estimated that when Allen Ginsberg died, besides the manuscripts (both his own and those he schlepped around for friends), miscellaneous papers and other drafts for publication, he had over 60,000 pieces of correspondence, representing every letter he had either sent or received for his whole life. Besides the obvious pack-rat comment that could […]