The Ubowski Brothers are a loose collective of writers exploring the beaten poetry format enjoyed in the works of Burroughs, Ginsberg and Bukowski in the last century.
The Ubowski Brothers are a loose collective of writers exploring the beaten poetry format enjoyed in the works of Burroughs, Ginsberg and Bukowski in the last century.
The Ubowski Brothers are a loose collective of writers exploring the beaten poetry format enjoyed in the works of Burroughs, Ginsberg and Bukowski in the last century.
Old Mr. Fezzywunkle hurried along the dingy, grey, bleak and narrow, cobbled smog-ridden streets of Stepney searching for his lost wage packet…
In the infancy of the 21st century the human race is on an irreversible backsliding descent into the pit of despair…
There is a beautiful terror in the truth of reality that the inferior will of men hoped would not be revealed, in the seven eternal mirrors of life, hanging forever from the tree of time…
A Skulken shivvies around the darkened corner of a squalid back alley near Deadbach Estate…
In the days when “the pound” was something more than repeatedly banging one’s head against a brick wall, when “a pump” was an item of footwear or at its most shocking an implement to introduce air into a bicycle wheel inner tube…
In the last piece of sellotape we muse the moment of actualization and when the incumbent species realises that there is not, after all, a remedy forthcoming…