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(voice
of the lunatic fringe)
The underground's
hard pounding, ultra hip, death defying, hardcopy magazine burning the ears and eyeballs of you lucky few who find yourselves
with the now rare copy of volumes one through five in your possession. If you are interested
in getting your hardcore jollies, then wrap your head around the now nearly pornographically legendary grave digging content
of Death List Five
arts and literary magazine. These are
hand-bound quarterlies containing; poetry, art, literature,
photography, reviews, interviews
& whatever
else gets your rocks off. Remember our maxim.
Submit! God damn it, but never surrender! the editors DL5 “Think!
It ain’t illegal yet.” --
We, the editorial
staff, here at Death List Five have decided to post our own poetry online, but not on the DL5 site. Why you may ask? Well
we really want the DL5 magazine sites, web pages and blogs (such an insipid word) to be for the writers and artist previously
published in this magazine. Therefore, Editor “I get many letters in the mail about
my writing, and they say: ‘Bukowski, you are so fucked up and you still survive. I decided not to kill myself.’
. . . So in a way I save people. . . . Not that I want to save them: I have no desire to save anybody. . . . So these are
my readers, you see? They buy my books—the defeated, the demented and the damned—and I am proud of it.” --Charles Bukawski
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