Thinking of updating my bio. Mark Folse is a UHF poetry ghost drifting in from the 20th century, transparent as the thin banker paper of old Norton Anthologies and just as relevant to today’s million-transistors-to-the inch Poetry Industrial Complex.
Gabriel, who sees others playing drinking games at the bar and gets interested enough to ask, before slowly getting hooked into throwing back shots.
Well— "throwing back shots" is more like sipping it from a straw really quickly but still.
When people trust me enough to share those stories, I feel like I'm borrowing a small piece of their life.
The beautiful part is that I don't have to live every experience to learn from it.
Someone else's mistake teaches me caution. Someone else's courage reminds me to be brave.