thedrevlow
@thedrevlow.bsky.social
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editor-in-chief BULL, author of the book of rusty, a good ram is hard to find, ina-baby: a love story in reverse, & bend with the knees and other love advice from my father (thedrevlow-olsonshow.com)
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If you don’t shut your mouth I’m gonna put my foot in it is probably not as badass a threat as you think it is.
If you’re threatening the mouth of a podophilliac.
a man in a karate uniform is talking to another man in a netflix advertisement
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Every Good Ben Dies Fine
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The secret to life is breathing. Fuck love.
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The secret to life is breathing. Fuck love.
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Put on the dog's shock collar and see how much words mean to you then.
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Fun fact: I'm 3 years older than Danny Glover when he first said he was "too old for this shit." That means I'm really too old for this shit.
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Yo’ mama’s so munchausen/No yo’ mama’s so munchausen/Well both our moms is killing us slowly/Yeah well my moms loves me more/Yeah well I’m fixin' to die first/Well, fine, then, you win, is that what you want to hear?/Yes. & I love you/I love you but not in a poison'y kind of way
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I’ve never seen a plastic bag dancing in the wind & thought that’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I have seen a plastic bag dancing in the wind & thought, fuck yeah, I forgot doggie bags & my Rottie just took a huge dump in the yard next door & I don’t wanna be a shitty neighbor.
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Don't know when it's gonna come out but I'm pretty fucking stoked that my book TRASH POMES 4 TRASH PEOPLE is going to be published by one of my favorite presses out there ANXIETY PRESS. Been working on it for 5 years & had never really written poetry before & wasn't sure if anybody'd "get it" so...
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"I pretended Johnny Cash was my father and my father, like Johnny Cash, was finally dead so I could finally forgive him all the ways that he’d been mean and dismissive to me"

@thedrevlow.bsky.social's "The Ghost of Johnny Cash Sings of Fire"

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The Ghost of Johnny Cash Sings of Fire
by Benjamin Drevlow
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Thanks so much, Adam. It's been a good week.
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Thanks so much, friend.
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Very kind, Emilly. This means a lot to me.
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Thanks so much, Charlotte. You're the best.
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Sorry for all the self-promoting, but here's the last one for a while I promise. Thanks so much to @trampset.bsky.social for taking my latest auto-fic baby "The Ghost of Johnny Cash Sings of Fire." Trampset rocks hard & actually pays $. I hope this one does them justice. trampset.org/the-ghost-of...
The Ghost of Johnny Cash Sings of Fire
by Benjamin Drevlow
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Ah, you're the best, Sarah. Much love back atcha.
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So excited to have made it to the halls of the great @xraylitmag.bsky.social with my lil auto-fic piece about almost being rescued from my not so imminent death. Thanks so much to Chris Dankland and the rest of the X-folks for giving this baby a shot at the big time. xraylitmag.com/late-to-work...
LATE TO WORK by Benjamin Drevlow
This morning I’m hauling ass across the intersection across from the Krispy Kreme opposite the Kum & Go so I don’t get steamrolled by one of the yokels in their jacked-up pickups when some old lady in...
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Thanks so much, Dina. Glad you liked it.
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Thanks so much, friend. Glad you dug it.
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Typos is my arse poetika.