Another one dragged in by the blood on the page.

I found Bukowski during a stretch when everything felt loud and pointless. The way he wrote—like he didn’t owe anyone softness or clarity—landed hard.
I have been carrying his books around the world, and lately have been listening to his books, and have been reaching out to know more about him and his readings. Not much on YT. Just here to read, respond, and disappear when needed. You can call me Lotus.
 

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