Mockingbird Wish Me Luck

Mockingbird Wish Me Luck
by Charles Bukowski
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This was the first collection of Bukowski's poetry that I owned, and there are pieces here that still blow me away fifteen years later. This is poetry that smells like spilled whiskey, that stays up until the dawn, that gets dirty with life. This is real.

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