“One does not go to sleep, you had to let sleep come to you, you had to bescatter its path with samples of yourself, maybe just pellets from your thinking, and not be afraid to be a whore for it.” — Gary Lutz, “Womanesque”
Slut for sleep, wakeful and to no avail
June 3rd, 2012 · No Comments
Tags: Lit & Crit
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