put yer feet up, crack a cold one and get ready to knock the tit off yer hangover while we crank up the stereo, watch some shitty old vhs movies and maybe have a hair of the dog
Thursday, May 31, 2012
With face rippin', heart chewin' sons of bitches out there, surely the apocalypse is comin!!
Kami is a semi-professional redneck lounger, freelance writer, published author and house dad. For over a decade he went to the pub on Ralph magazine’s dime. He’s performed (on and off stage) in Adelaide, Melbourne, Sydney and Newcastle and won the odd slam here and there. He has a couple of novellas out through Paroxysm Press, has been published in various journals both here and overseas and in 2010 he won the “Single Poet Collection Award” at the Poetry Unleashed Festival for his collection Subterranean Redneck Blues. But he’s still broke. Luckily he’s a kept man.
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