“Slavery was never abolished, it was only extended to include all of the colors.
“…I still feel that something in me is going to remember (no matter how far I’m gone) how I’ve come through the murder and the mess and the moil, to at least a generous way to die.”
[A couple of lines from a letter by Charles Bukowski to John Martin, the publisher at Black Sparrow Press, written in 1986. Bukowski became a “professional” writer at 50. Write letters, to anyone who will read them. And don’t let modern life kill you. Opt out. Walk away. Be alive. Be generous. Be you. Forever.]