William S. Burroughs often suggested that one's dreams are a valuable target for the writer to plunder. But what he…
“. . . when the children guitared At my footbed, Kolya Krosotkins of my railroad”i Kolya Krasotkin, that little son…
A gentle creature A slender young woman, fifteen years and nine months With very large eyes An orphan who lives…
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