Introducing the Illiterate Comic
Sometimes they make us laugh, and sometimes they make us cry. And no, I'm not talking about your self indulgent pill-popping transvestite step-daddy, I'm referring to the world of comics. Ever since our Neanderthal ancestors doodled their surroundings on cave walls we have been in a love affair with the image as a story. We have over the years developed the need to project our wants, fears, and emotions onto hapless and heroic characters alike through art and literature. Although the comic would seemingly be an instant form or art loved and admired by all since it couples our romance with the image and the word, it has instead been pushed under the radar. Although the form of comics is a fai...Read more
Welcome To The Illiterate Poetry Blog
My name is: Robert Richard Eugene Geisen. You can call me Rob. My life pt 1 took place on a farm in Springport Michigan. Constantly surrounded by flat mountains of space, I began obsessively playing the guitar when I was 15 and started playing in bar bands a couple years after that. I lived rent free in a trailer shaped house that my family built on the edge of a corn field when I was a wee little baby. I made money playing in bars and giving guitar lessons, stuff like that. I majored in classical guitar and music theory in college. I dug cats, not dogs. Heavy Metal, not Disco. Twilight Zone, not Murder She Wrote. Turn off's = yard work and Reba McEntire albu...Read more