Graffiti In The Sand (The Early Stuff)
by Sean D. Birge
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About the Creator
I was Hemingway without the balls Millay without the pussy Bukowski without the beer Plath without the bees. I was Ginsburg having never been fucked in the ass or having met the 'best minds of my generation.' I was Eliot without the genius. Yeats without the heart Angelou without the soul I was all the others to Without the words Who knew, who knew.
