"I started writing hundred of poems and sending them out. You know poetry doesn't pay anything, it was just a form I needed. Kind of a passionate, pleasurable, selfish, nice form where you can scream a bit. I guess I needed to scream a little bit." C. Bukowski
Monday, February 1, 2016
Day 125 :
9 different ink colors
112 pages
2 read-throughs
1 walk
1 dream
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