then one of my short poems is worth a thousand pictures.
And my prose?
Don't even get me started on my prose...
Let me just put it this way brother:
My prose can make grown men cry, and babies stop crying.
A man once compared me to Shakespeare,
and you know what I said to him?
I said, "My mother used to read me Shakespeare when I was a toddler. And you know what I said to her? I said, 'Mom, enough of this kiddie stuff. Read me my first edition of "Goodbye, Columbus"... or is Roth's prose too fucking beautiful and delicate for you to handle at this hour?'"
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