So Shickered last night I phoned my dad who abandoned me when I was age ½. Ever been abandoned at age ½? It ½ sucks, hard. But that’s what happens, man.

E. Ethelbert Miller writes some solid poems (though not here–this is a memoir). He is also an activist. He has helped changed things, at times.

E. Ethelbert Miller has an idiosyncratic name and he is very aware of the fact.

E. Ethelbert Miller is frightened he will die and not be special. None of us are special. E. Ethelbert Miller knows this and the day he dies I will have to get my coffee, you know, because I need my coffee in the morning. If I die first E. Ethelbert Miller will get his coffee.

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