at the Rusty Truck
This entry was posted on Tuesday, April 14th, 2009 at 11:04 am and is filed under poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
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from Bukowski we get here
the place where we part our wares
and like all good snake oil salesmen,
we believe that there’s truth in what the hawker is selling.
Take me for instance, I’ve just begun a recovery of all poems that I can remember posting online. You see, I had to leave ALL my journals, roughly 34 years worth, in the place I once lived. My poems/writing are scattered and I needed a new Library, with my one virtual book…
thus, I began http://dldselfnarration.wordpress.com
And Now We Return To Your Regular Programming…
thanks guys! ~Denise
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