From Kathy Acker’s diaries, c. July—August 1972, while living in Solana Beach just before meeting Peter Gordon.
Meanwhile, in William T. Vollmann’s “Violet Hair: A Heideggerian Tragedy,” from The Rainbow Stories:
What happened to all the punk postmodernists bumming around Solana Beach? I suppose in both these cases they moved to San Francisco.
“The King and Queen hid in a secret cupboard in their bedroom for two hours, listening to the searchers grow cold, then warm, then cold again, then warm, and at last hot, and burning hot. The weakly King was hard to kill: when they threw him from the balcony they thought him doubly dead from bullet wounds and sword slashes, but the fingers of his right hand clasped the railing and had to be cut off before he fell to the ground, where the fingers of his left hand clutched the grass.”
Rebecca West | Black Lamb and Grey Falcon
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