he was born a bastard. his mother sold him to a waitress for the price of a beer. then she got sent off to prison. him too for armed robbery and car theft. held a razor to another boy’s throat while he raped him. in California some hippie told him about peace and love and [...]
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before the murders by Ross Vassilev
Posted in Ross Vassilev, tagged poetry on February 4, 2010 | 1 Comment »
where empires go to die by Ross Vassilev
Posted in Ross Vassilev on December 8, 2009 | 5 Comments »
waiting for progress in the human race waiting for the Empire to fall while Ho Chi Minh laughs from his mausoleum Uncle Ho was one tough little shit with a goatee he told the Yanks “We’ll fight one day longer than you will” and goddam, he was right what’s more it seems the spirit of [...]
