Marcus Ewert

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Marcus Ewert

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Marcus Ewert was born in 1972 and is 52 years old now.

Birthday: 1972
How Old - Age: 52

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Marcus Ewert - Biography

With so much written about Beat writers Allen Ginsberg and William S. Burroughs (including a recently released doortstop of a biography on Burroughs by Barry Miles), you'd think everything that there was to say had been written, discussed, and dissected on the legendary creatives. But in a piece on Vocativ, we learn that there's yet another facet of their complicated men's lives that hasn't been as thoroughly explored. Allen Ginsberg's teenage boyfriend, Marcus Ewert—who is now 43 and a children’s book author living in San Francisco (he wrote 10,000 Dresses, the first kid’s book to feature a trans character). Ewert discusses, in explicit detail, the relationship he had with both the poet and Burroughs when he was a young man. Here's a selection of quotes and information.Sleeping with Ginsberg and Burroughs concurrently, Ewert felt he had arrived. He didn’t consider himself a groupie, citing a kinship he felt with both as well as a precocious intellect that allowed him to hold his own in conversation. The fact he was 18 and sleeping with a 63-year-old and 75-year-old was beside the point; Ginsberg was a skilled lover, and sex he had with both men became only more intimate and loving as things progressed.Being in New York, Ewert spent most of his time with Ginsberg, going to art shows and meeting people like Keith Haring, Robert Frank, Philip Glass, and John and Caroline Kennedy. But he’d also fly to Kansas and spend time with Burroughs. Starting with Thanksgiving that year, he would return on long holiday weekends—visiting the following Valentine’s Day and Fourth of July—and then one more time a year or so later. During these jaunts they would paint together in the morning, go target shooting in the afternoons and then talk over dinner in the evenings before retiring to bed. He remembers those weekends as enjoyable, but felt the charm start to wear off with each successive visit.“He had this very calcified persona and, at first, that was kind of fun and glamorous, ‘Oh, this is just like in his books.’ But then after a while, I got really tired of it. I was like, Dude, interact with me,” he says, adding that though he preferred the more “cordial” sex with Burroughs, his connection with Ginsberg was stronger. “Allen I could really talk to. I feel like I had some of the most real conversations with him than I’ve had with anyone in my life, really. Allen, I definitely had a deeper relationship with. He also p*ssed me off a lot more. Burroughs was always very kind and courteous, but Allen could be a crotchety dick a lot of the time—really insensitive and kind of insufferable.”Though he stayed in contact with both until their deaths, which were two months apart in 1997, things began to wind down in the later years. The interactions were warmer with Ginsberg, and Ewert says speaking to Burroughs eventually started to feel like a chore—akin to dutifully calling a relative out of guilt, and then being glad when it was over. Yet Ewert could not deny the mark the latter had left on him. What had started as an infatuation eight years earlier finally came full circle. His time with two of literature’s greats had disabused him of the idea of a whole and complete genius. Living with these men and being part of their day-to-day cycles, spending days with Ginsberg and visiting Burroughs at his house in the middle of nowhere—watching him feed his cats, shaving, making hash browns for breakfast—deflated their magical aura and recast greatness as contextual. Despite their talent, they weren’t always smart or profound and, like everyone, could be prone to arrogance and pettiness, but he had come to love them as equals despite the vast differences in age.“That’s why I call these guys my boyfriends, because I feel like I really was there with them, body and soul, and they were there with me,” he says. “In the bedroom alone, all the things that could look like big power imbalances, a lot of that stuff kind of dissolves. It’s hard to say this without sounding c*cky because of who they were as literary figures and all that, but I did feel like I really had, with each of them, a truly one-to-one relation, imperfect as that was.”Marcus Ewert is now a children’s book author living in San Francisco. He wrote 10,000 Dresses, the first kid’s book to feature a trans character.

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