"...I get up. I move through this pale light. I see it change beneath my hands and on the sleeves of my coat: I cannot describe how much it disgusts me. I yawn. I light the lamp on the table: perhaps its light will be able to combat the light of day."
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Hell's Angels
"All my life, my heart has sought a thing it cannot name.
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