Jill & Eddie Jane are the souls. I like nearly all the rest of them too except when they feed me paraldehyde. Tyson has been here three heavy months; heroin. We have the same doctor: She’s improving, let out on pass tonight for her first time. A madonna’s oval face with wide dar...
Berryman’s Sonnets [ 25 ] Sometimes the night echoes to prideless wailing Low as I hunch home late and fever-tired, Near you not, nearing the sharer I desired, Toward whom till now I sailed back; but that sailing Yaws, from the cabin orders like a failing Dribble, the stores disordered and...