A Death on Skunk Street
A Death on Skunk Street is the first stand-alone book by Los Angeles poet William S. Friday. It is a work of visions, written by a blue-collar college drop-out with the eloquence of an angry Psalmist. From loneliness in a sea of humanity to comfort in the company of self, this collection of poetry is part neon and noir, part full moon and sunsets, and all of the words that come from feelings too often unexpressed.
"Inner wisdom. Intimate truth with wit, sarcasm, and wonder that life is still waiting for him to hitch a ride."
"Heartbreaking pain made visceral through words, but not without hope and joy, beauty, and such vulnerability."
"I was completely moved by the author's raw and real insight on life."
"Bill’s book is life, angst, love, the ugly and the beauty that we all live and share, captured in handfuls and short pages of words"
Concise. Emotional. Personal. It's good work.
"A pioneer of the truth in all of his raw, rueful, whiskey soaked, coffee-tinged glory."
"Friday is concise and brutal at times, heartwarming and silly at others, without holding himself above the words and their meanings."
"Lovely in its intimate simplicity. Like a conversation one night in a bar as we fell in love in a matter of hours."