Well here we are, the summer of 2016 already? Yep, but it's the same old shite here in the dungeon, it's cold and it's walls are dank and moldy. Welcome to the year round Winter! You see gang, we here at Degenerate Literature are not a pretty lot, we dwell in the gutters, we drink rot gut grog, and feast on whatever the shops have thrown out behind their places of business into the skip bins.
We are the degenerates of the world, the riff raff of the here and now, as well as the past. We are the modern day Bukowski's, we are the new Dickens and new Sexton's! We are the new intellectual drunken Berryman's and the the homeless alcoholic poet's on every street of every grotto of the this entire sick planet.
Let your muse rise, let it bubble to the surface, spat that venom out onto these cyber pages that is the darkness of your forlorn soul! Lose your load here, ejaculate your verbal misfortunes here! We like it dark and warped twisted and torn! Welcome to the 5th issue of Degenerate Literature! Thank you one and all for your support, we love you all!