Drama. "Bumps, drunks, egoists, racists, creationists, darwinists—they all live under one roof...and they're loud. 'Don't talk politics with your crazy family. / Don't push people's buttons. / Don't fall asleep with a smoke in yer drunk yap. / Oh, and don't misread a book.' Cuz if you do, you'll have a gang of one-dimensional freaks screaming at you—a gang at home with Beckett, Tarantino and the boys from A Clockwork Orange. And they'll let you know, in no uncertain terms, amid a flurry of shattered ashtrays, broken angels and mind-numbing f-bombs, that they're no butchers. And in the end, you'll find out who's entitled to what, be it religion or meatballs...or maybe a little cheese on the pasta"—R L Raymond.

Author City: NEW YORK, NY USA

Rob Plath, a former student of Allen Ginsberg, has acquired a large fan base both on the internet and through magazines and is often thought of as a significant figure who is carving a new path in the post-Bukowski era where underground poetry is without a father figure. He is the author of WE'RE NO BUTCHERS, THERE'S A FIST DUNKED IN BLOOD BEATING IN MY CHEST and A BELLYFUL OF ANARCHY, both from Epic Rites Press.

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