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Charles   He envisions a life like Bukowski. Never quite could let go that much . The despair , fear , loneliness and anger .
A friend asked me how to be a writer.I wanted to say,lock yourself in a room,scream until you have a poem and no voice.Open your veins and bleed until you know that your bones
I wrote this as a prompt for a class, in response the Charles Bukowski's poem Memory. Any similarities are intentional.     I’ve memorized barefoot summers and the difference between
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