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"When I begin to doubt my ability to work the word, I simply read another writer and know I have nothing to worry about. My contest is only with myself, to do it right, with power, and force, and delight, and gamble."
— Charles Bukowski
— Charles Bukowski
About Me
- Erek Smith
- Oxford, Alabama, United States
- Erek Smith is a poet/writer from Alabama.
Poems
- 2 poems @ Underground Voices
- "Guts" @ The Exuberant Ashtray
- "blood ivory grin" @ The Thin Edge Of Staring
- "a little bit burned" @ Opium Poetry
- "double shift blues" @ Gutter Eloquence
- "Somewhere, A Future Poet Sleeps" @ Zygote In My Coffee
- "Raindrop Symphony" @ Zygote In My Coffee
- "reading neruda" @ Gloom Cupboard
- "ink & seed" @ The Thin Edge Of Staring
- "Is Dead" @ The Poetry Warrior
1 comment:
Erek wrote a happy poem? Wow -- Hell must have frozen over. ;)
Seriously, though, it's great to see you so happy! And it reflects in everything you do.
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