Ben Smith’s AIR A BOIRE, roughly translated as Drinking Songs, isn’t so much a book of poetry as it is a dramatic gesture, a kicked open door, a drink thrown in the face, a stiff shit of the best boiling Continue reading Doing shots with Ben Smith in Air à boire by Todd Moore
is Benjamin Smith. I try to blend a certain style of over the top honesty with vain, self indulgent, satire. I feel awkward about my poetry, so i “over do”, the honesty in an attempt to surrealize the situation and how people will perceive me, as a person, writing poems. I’m twenty four and I live it home with my family, In Melbourne, Australia. I’m an average, day dreaming, drunk young man, who is pretending to be beat and boho . And shit, If that’s not poetry, I don’t know what is.
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