Pulp

<p><strong>Pulp: A Manifesto</strong> is a lyrical poetry collection by Jerrod E. Bohn.</p><p> </p><p>Let’s play hopscotch over your pill-bottles. I don’t care if you’re menstruating. That loose little one in the corner needs screwed or a table w/ three legs will have to do. Swill-bucket; you read contemporary poets by the fish ton. The “Voice of My Generation’s” face tattooed on your ass & that scares me b/c once in Mexico I dreamed I was this black kid named Larry Lazarus. I wanted to break the Voice’s glasses the Voice who orated every proto-millennial’s Sunday morning jazz & shizzle. Privilege is knowingly eating the last butterscotch sea salt caramel one last time. That’s why Larry a captive audience wanted to punch the Voice in the larynx which would have lost us another generation.</p>