He Has The Manner Of A Giant

Celebrity: I Picture Myself As A Marble Bust With Legs To Run Everywhere.

Compromise Yourself. Obscure Your Own Trail.

The Prettiest Dresses Are Worn To Be Taken Off.

The World Owes Its Enchantment To These Curious Creatures And Their Fancies; But Its Multiple Complicity Rejects Them. Thistledown Spirits, Tragic, Heartrending In Their Evanescence, They Must Go Blowing Headlong To Perdition.

The Dead Drug Leaves A Ghost Behind. At Certain Hours It Haunts The House.