"Dead to the world, but no funeral No candles, no flowers & no mural Only a cremation of the world I once knew." - E. Bassey
This is E. Bassey's ninth book and his sixth contribution of poetry. On August 27, 1981 he was born & also raised in the Bronx, New York. He has presented five collections of poetry, a horror novella and two other short stories. In addition, a unique hybrid of poetry and storytelling. Following his previous writings, he still hungers to do something in a creative direction. E. Bassey continues to hone his skill(s) as a writer/artist/ poet/ author and sets out to make an imprint on an already familiar territory of scribing.
