...that lightning bolt was mine

“There was always someone outside of the chalk circle. Someone who needed money,…”

“...they enjoyed the miracle of loving each other as much at the table as in bed…”

“Escaped the torments of memory with the aromatic fumes of gold cyanide”

“على الناس الذبن يحبهم المرء ان يموتوا مع كل اشيائهم”