We Sing of Wheels and Corpses or A Conversation Without Galway Kinnell
I could die today, if I wished, merely by making a little effort, if I could wish, if I could make an effort. —Malone Dies One of my aims is to understand what it is (or what the its are) about certain men that I admire and fear, but I won’t name names. I know who these men are while you’re abandoned (assuming… Read more →