i have tasted air bag, it’s a badge of honor, a one-way ticket to epiphany, it tastes like burnt rubber, like powdery words sucked...
I left while the sun was setting and came back before the dark anchored in for the night, before the neighbourhood came out to devour...
This interview first appeared on PoetryCircle in 2006, shortly after the site was founded. PoetryCircle: Lyn, you're probably as prolific as any poet writing today,...
"For Patti Smith" -- (warning: adult language, oh my!)
Man On Knees
The Jackal Tapes - Part 2
in a camper
Climbing the Great Heater of Life
Control - Stage 6 - WAFU - v2.0
Charles Bukowski in Hamburg: It's good to be back! (German)
Charles Bukowski in Hamburg 1978 & "I'm still here" (02/09
Cigarettes - Russian Red