I don’t like poetry, because I don’t like the way you breathe. Your gentle chest rises and falls with every passing moment, almost as if butterflies live inside your ribcage, trying to escape up your throat. I don’t like poetry, because I don’t like the way you sleep. You rest your porcelain cheek…
After the Spotify hubbub a few months ago, I decided to add a portion of my back catalog to it for a short period so that I could see for myself what an independent artist earns. Because Spotify doesn’t deal directly with artists, I went through CDBaby, who distributes my old albums (*see…
I win!!
I’m in the new SONGIFY THE NEWS by The Gregory Brothers & Schmoyoho!
:oD
-Barthus B. Bartholomew

